Like any self-respecting lunatic I sat in the middle of my driveway laughing like Benny Hill on Crack at 6.45 this morning.

Why?

That's just it ...... I don't fucking know.

Padded room and crayons here I come.

In other news I got a package with pictures that warmed my heart, a letter that blurred my vision (you have the scrawl of a doctor) and a book that touched a nerve (ya Strumpet).

Going to a group session tomorrow ..... wanna take bets how long I last before leaving?

Fuck ..... That's a long post for me.

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