Yeah. That one.


My brain. It hurts. Everything hurts.

Started out this morning. Didn’t sleep for shit last night.

So the mood started a bit off, ya know?

Then I got some things done. And bumped into … things. And memories.

So I put on some music. Didn’t bother to check which Pandora stream was on. It’s almost always on the same one.

Almost always. Not today.


Today, it’s on what could be called High School songs. Late 70s and early 80s stuff.

Remembering the folks who aren’t here anymore. Some died before graduation. Some shortly after.

Then the stream switched things up. Bringing more memories. Into the 00s and 10s.

More deaths. Mostly suicides. And overdoses.

Turns out it’s on my Thumbprint or something like that. Golly, thank you, Pandora.

This was a box I really didn’t need to open today.

But since it is, I’ll wallow in it. Get it all out. For now. Cuz. There’s always more healing to do.