God, I'm getting sick of all them one-liners I'm making. Damn. I hope I get to stay online from hereon. By then I'll be saner, I promise.
Back to the old drawing board.
I'm trying to make my wits work as I keep my sanity intact. But Battle Realms have been so much help. Thank God for pastimes like that.
I'm dead broke, though, & I hate myself for that. I wish I knew where I'm going. I have a pretty clear idea where anyway. Maybe the trouble really lies on how will I get there, & how long will it take me.
And the now-and-then languid downpour isn't making things any better.