Six Thirty AM

You know, the world seems so much nicer at six-thirty in the morning in a t-shirt and underwear…I got hungry at five-thirty and could not go back to sleep without satiating my appetite. Thus, I found myself heating up some leftover fried chicken and potato wedges, which I supplemented with ketchup and srichacha sauce (a… Continue reading Six Thirty AM


I am now approximately ten weeks along now. I am supposed to not worry, as it could make things worse, but all I can do is think about what might be going on. I put myself back on bed-rest pending my next doctor visit, because I was bleeding more and more, and it makes doing… Continue reading Worry