Everyday is a healing process.
and every Sunday is my rehabilitation day.

I guess the road to recovery means to put one heavy foot in front of the other and to keep on walking.

I know it'll be ok in the end. I'll step outta it and carry on with life. But it's the strike on the ego that's the biggest hurdle.

Still you know - strike 1, strike 2, strike 3, out.

Sleeping has never been an option.















Not until now that is.
Just as well i'm sleepy all the time.

go on and take a bow.