During a dark time in my life, I started wearing hoodies ... as security blankets under which I hid myself and a lot of pain. As I work through the pain, come out of hiding, and pack away the hoodies, this is the holding place for the memories and a reminder to embrace life.
Sick
oh this is not good. I'm sick. My head is all stuffy and my throat is gunky. uuunnnnngggghhhhhhhh. why me?
