The other side of my last week.

It was good...
Tuesday morning... everything is good when I'm with you...

I don't want to take my new medicine...

I don't want to eat...

I don't want to sleep...

You are too good for me, you are better than other people or things, better than my medicine...
The last week was strange and heavy, too heavy and a little empty but like always ED made me felt comfortable. Well, I hope this week will be to much better because I have got a lot of expectations.