1996 was a tough year. Courtney was killed. I crashed my brand new car and should have been killed. We had to kill Chessie the cat after 16 years.
An entry from my journal after all of that went down:
My life will not change unless i choose it to
My habits will continue unless i choose them to end
My dreams will fade unless i pursue them
My friends will drift unless i contact them
My lies will continue, unless i tell the truth
My delusions reality unless i open my eyes
My body out of shape unless i exercise
My disease continues until i seek help
Will i wake up before you to prepare breakfast?
if you are willing to do it for me once
then please say you love me.
too much to ask, already to late
i am sick you must wait