Well, Mr.Bumble, that song is close to me and I interpret it in a couple of ways.
All I did for 7 years was sell dreams and break hearts.
poppybreath added 18 Minutes and 2 Seconds later...
I'll do that one soon.
So, holycrap. I've been having some 'sues lately. That's what I like to call issues around here. I hadn't been having tons of dizzy spells, but the last two days have just been riddled with them. A few were notable, though I can't say I'm not used to being dizzy so it wasn't exactly a super concerning matter.
Another thing, chills, no bueno. Even with three layers of clothing on. I know it's 21 degrees outside, but damn money, can't I get a break up in here?
I've started getting the shakes a bit more, but yesterday morning and the evening before that I was having some stupid shakes.
Which reminds me. I have an uncle who has parkinsons; I will never forget when I was like 10 years old. We were on a 4 hour ride back into what I call, actual america, but that may just be rude of me. I don't really like the border of texas culture to be honest. My grandparents live out there and its just not my jig...though I stayed with them for a week or two every year until I got really into just me and social life.
So anyway, my grandfather and his brother were taking me home. I was like 10 and dubbed my great-uncle-parkinson, one of their siblings with Parkinsons Disease, "The Salt-Shaker". I feel it was an innocent child sort of thing to say really. They laughed and laughed and I learned a bit about how to use,
In my child hood, I would have never realized the extent that this disease might have caused my great-uncle and his family life at home. He smoked cigarettes constantly, and in many ways, I can't really blame him.
I use crutches to get around in life....I *FINAALLY* decided to throw the old, broken, mildewed crutches out of the closet. It was big trash day in our neighborhood. I'm thinking, damn, this is the first time I've actually cleaned this shit out in the sunlight, sober, ever.