i awoke to a crash of tin cans this morning. freddie had pulled down the recycling. i cleaned that up, along with some tech puke. and sat down to have my first cigarette. not long after, i took my meds and got a cup of coffee.
i guess it was the crash that woke me with a panic attack this morning. tin cans make a massive noise when they hit the floor all together. should i ask doc to stay home with me today? i guess i'll see how i feel when he gets up. speaking of which, it's time to make coffee. got to wake him up in a half hour.