the beginning of the end, truly
Friday, Aug. 25, 2006   3:20 pm

and fight i have.

we've together stopped smoking. i took on more responsibility last week than ever collectively in my life.

shes okay. for now. and when things are good, they seem good. the sharpness of the stabbing pain i had been feeling has dulled. im slowly forgetting the fear because she is alive and still frustrating me. its normal. but underneath the normal that has returned...is the knowledge that damaged lungs and severe asthma dont dissipate into repressible memories. this isnt over.

but, i self-medicate like its 1969 and everything is okay.