This is a collection of journal entries. A compilation of thoughts that I have written in the margins of books, words scribbled out on the back of paper napkins and sentences taken from the lines of an old notebook.
I doubt this will ever be read, But if you happen to stumble across it?
Please be careful. Its all I have..
Monday
Demons of despair
I have a great if mass of feelings in my stomach.
I feel it. It’s anxiety and worry, stress, sadness and despair. I am going to lose someone this year, my world is going to grow dark. I can’t do a single damn thing about it.
