Numero Uno. Not... five golden rings?

Rearranging thoughts seems to be a theme. On the bright side of things, I got everything done that I needed to get done today! Mostly. Alright. I feel like I should do a better job of keeping track of things when I do them. But lately, everything has been kind of blurring together. You start to wonder if you do anything right at all. My mind was much to corrupt to say that I did anything right... I can't think of when I wasn't selfish today. But I must keep writing lists. That way I feel like there is a point to this. But is there?

• I got mad at Abbey again. Over and over again.
• I hid food...
• I depended on my own strength rather than Gods...

that's it.

thank you for playing.

"To offer it to you would be cruel, because I'll I want is to use you" - Diplomates Son. Vampire Weekend. The song I am listening to at the moment.

And I go far and wide with the adventures in my mind...

"Whatever you have said in the dark will be heard in the light, and what you have whispered will be shouted from the housetops for all to hear."

- Luke 12:3