"Bedroom, shit. I'm still only in my bedroom. Every time I think I'm going to wake up better. I hardly said a word to my pharmacist until I said yes to a lemsip. Been here a week now, waiting for a remission, getting softer. Every minute I stay in this room I get weaker, and every minute the weeds grow outside, they get stronger. Every time I look around the walls move in a little tighter. Everyone gets everything he wants. I wanted a remission." Captain JT
If it makes you feel better, I'm sick too. But I'm also at work. I can't afford to have a day off. And it's my birthday tomorrow! Woe is me!
