thinking too much

…thought I was the only one on this boat.

I’d reach out like I used to do… but there comes a point where either you yourself (me) can find the intestinal fortitude to pull for’d or you just continue to silently watch on as you steadily decay from existence. It’s time like these where a person can find themselves — either climbing back out of what ever hole they’d dug into, or covered in six feet of earth and pushing daisies.

In your case, I can only hope for the former. But in case none of this shit makes sense, lemme just say… Don’t think too much about it, okay? Anyway, I wish you good health in the meantime.

Stay safe