Yesterday I was geting sick but I remembered to take preventative medicine. I was grateful that by midday today my symptoms had subsided.

Yesterday at work a guy noticed the scars on my arms from my previous IV drug use. It was an awkward moment and I pondered whether I should come out at work as a recovered addict.

I had a lot to write about yesterday but once again I was overwhelmed with life maintenance and had to go to bed without this review. As I write now the baby is crying and I am pounding on the keys angrily.

Last night I had a dream I was drinking hot, stale beer.

Today a friend came and visited me at work.

I have to stop for the baby