ｄａｙ －９９: ｐｒｅ－ｌａｕｎｃｈ ｆｒｏｍ ｔｈｅ ｏｌｄ ｌｉｆｅ...
i kept feeling sad. it's been harder and harder to get out of bed. I hear a line from that old song...
"this is not my beautiful house"
and it's not. it's never felt mine. no matter how much paint we brought home.
I can explain more later... but this is the timeline. this is a start. just please let me get back here tomorrow. I've been letting myself down so much lately.