There comes a time...
Today is a bad day. Generally speaking when i write journal entries or blog posts.. I try to keep them upbeat and optimistic. Basically hoping for the best in the day and for life in general. Today, however, is not one of those days. Nervous optimism has given way to paranoia and suspicion. I don't know this to be true... But i feel like people are out to get me. The reason for this is a listing of recent events that have been happening. A couple of months back.. I was at a bar and a man asked if i wanted a cigar. I said sure. The thing smelt worse than most men's Assholes. I smoked it... and if it wasn't for the fact that i had switched to a 100% water policy when going out to public places... I probably would have died. All night long i had soaking sweats and by morning... my bed, and myself smelt like someone had pissed themselves for 12 hours straight in the bed. His primary intention was to get me sent to Samuel Slater Hospital so i could be locked away for the rest o...