Blue Blue Sky

My back aches, I don't know if it's because of the bed that I'm sleeping on downstairs or if it's because I'm swallowing too many Lorazepam pills. Nahida told my dad to have a word about it with me. He told me to go see a surgeon, and then I made some remark to point out that he doesn't really care. My dad is supposed to be really sick these days. The insulin he's been fed is hurting his kidneys.

I can't find a single lighter that works. Everything around me is such a mess. I should start reformatting the first 3 months of the farm's accounts, but I can't be bothered to.