Sunday, I threw up macaroni and my dog ate it.

Monday, I wanted to die.

Tuesday, I almost died.

Today, though…today was not bad. I saw Batman and met a newborn. I also ate honey bbq chicken.
Wednesday, can’t complain.

Sunday, I threw up macaroni and my dog ate it.
Monday, I wanted to die.
Tuesday, I almost died.
Today, though…today was not bad. I saw Batman and met a newborn. I also ate honey bbq chicken.
Wednesday, can’t complain.