~Things

I had a lot that I wanted to write about while walking to and from the shrink. It seems to have all slipped away though. Now, the only thing on my mind is this tasty bottle of Boone's Farm which I picked up as a snack. Everything else is just a hum... blended in with the white noise of the a/c. Even these sentences are taking effort. It's not a good thing or a bad thing... just a thing. It'll pass. Most things do.