one week, i'm alive, after one week. i really didn't think i'd make it this far for the first time in years, (at least ½ a decade) i cried. i broke down and cried. now, i'm no pussy, not a small guy at all, i'm the kinda guy people normally break down on, i've got good shoulders to cry on, and i do a good job of sonewalling those that annoy me. not the kind to break down. and i must say i looked a mess in the mirror, bloodshot eyes, pale skin. a typical junkie. then the planet started crying with me. it rained, for 12 hours or so, not much by global standards, but good for here. fuck. more later, maybe. *fuck fuck fuck fuckfuck* bob.