April 9th
So I was tired when I woke up this morning. I’ve been taking a Benadryl at night to help me sleep and the drowsiness hadn’t worn off. I had breakfast plans with a friend, but when I got back home, I took another half of a pill planning to sleep most of the day. I wake up and something is kissing me. Am I losing my damn mind? But it’s my fault because I keep thinking about this stuff when Jesus is telling me to pay attention to something else.
He says I'll visit him everyday. Maybe he’s going to jail. – April 3rd, 2017 note