The Bloody Doors Off
What the fuck am I even doing here?
Category: Depression/Bi-Polar Disorder
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It’s a crisp fall night at the end of January (thanks climate change). After midnight, the only sounds come from a passing streetcar to the Distillery Loop. Our street has just enough light to be atmospheric. I’m walking Missus Maisie. She’s having a blast. We started out back in our condo because I’m doubling up…
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I am currently in a very good head space. And the rest of me isn’t complaining. The rain has me in its thrall. After almost 6 years of seeing it from a basement, it’s quite the thing to watch the clouds roll in and open themselves to us. Q107 is on in the background, the…