Indy

It's all sinking in. The chest just won't clear, I don't sleep b/c of the cough. I guzzle the NyQuil to get a bit of rest, now I feel post painkiller, is that codeine? Foggy most of the day, maNic sort of. I need to get my 16, long days on that to get ready for the Firecracker and I'll come around. Attaching untouchable to intangible. Rolling still feels the best, trying to get the shit out of my lungs only succeeds in choking me, only so deep before the residents in my chest put up a road block. Mmmmmmm phelgm.