this morning #1288.

this morning, if it’ll make things better between us, i’m willing to admit that, as of late, instead of confronting life head-on, i’ve been trying to paint over my blues by inhaling a haphazard assemblage of greens. been doing so randomly throughout the day. i supplement that with two little red pills as needed. no approved treatment plan, per se. self-medication’s the wrong approach, they say. ok. i’m not sure it makes a difference whether the drugs are prescribed or not. what’s important is that i’m able to get through the day. the way i see it, if there is any hurt it’s to myself. i don’t feel hurt yet. the pain’s mostly contained. if i was you, i wouldn’t worry about it. i swear i’ve got this under control.