I'm not sure if I'm secretly a guinea pig for P&U, linked to some intricate Russian top-secret mental research. I've switched 3 different types of benzodiazepines. Today I was prescribed Somese, a diazepam. Up to date, I have a small collection of teesy pills. I had stopped taking them though I do go for the "check-ups", to humor my parents.
Before, these pills were fused to me. The first pill was hook line and sinker and from there on we shared one long symbiotic breath, but this is no longer the case. With the pills in my bag, I feel like a kid who has been given too much candy for her own good.
I can't wait to watch Melinda&Melinda. It's a film by Woody Allen. But the DVD is with Khai Lee. What if he swallows it?! Or eats off the CD?? Really, these days I'm feeling more at home. When Rachel gets home, it'll be Christmas time in hell again.