Surviving a Life-Altering Accident and Finding Strength in the Idiocracy Era

He took off his black RUSH concert shirt. Gave it to the lady, “Here”.  She began to dab my head with it.  My voice left me. I was unable to yell, “NO! I don’t want sweaty rocker sweat in my open wound!” but I thought it.  She ignored all basic first aid protocols, using a crossing motion, and she baptized me in the name of Lee, Peart, and Lifeson.  Brushing off blood and gravel from my face.

Day 40: Light at the End of the Tunnel

https://youtu.be/8SILLvxQRrs Shower Thoughts: No other species is watched more while pooping than dogs. Oh my goodness, day 40 has arrived!  It’s been 40 days since the official declaration from our governor to Shelter in Place, March 24th. We are in the middle of our 5th week. We learned on Friday, May 1st, the lockdown willContinueContinue reading “Day 40: Light at the End of the Tunnel”