The head thing, yes it continues, though it eased enough to make me think something was improved. Now, it is engulfing me all over again. I felt brave enough about tolerating noise that I went for haircut. Earplugs in, I addressed the barber with, "I want a haircut," to which I received a strong,"You've come to the right place!" We all agreed on that.
It is good to have something to agree upon.
I have done this before but I have tried again; I pledge to get on with life and plunge forward to the best of my ability, being as productive as possible or at least die trying. So be it, by the holiest of Flying Spaghetti Monsters available, I swear this oath.
Amen! Hose in the Highest.
Love and kisses - Mr. Peterdactyl, lover of Spudnuts
No comments:
Post a Comment