Well, if anyone needs crickets, we have bumper crop this year. It baffles me how such little things can creep me out.
I'm on day two. The anti-depressant makes me feel a tad sleepy and the outpatient place does not return my calls. I'm thinking maybe it's fate, but then I remember that I don't believe in fate.
If I insulted anyone with my recent posts, I'm sorry. If I didn't, I'm paranoid.