Woke up this morning, went to therapist.
Went to the mall.
drove around town.
Went to a bipolar meet up, but no one was there(prob should have called in advance)
I crashed around this time to deep depression.
I walk over to get ice cream.
sat at a public transportation bus stop(I own a car).
I ate my ice cream and thought about jumping in front of the next passing car, each spoonful a new idea on the aftermath of these actions.
I ate the ice cream to slowly, I was on the bench for a while, in the dark, just pass car headlights.
I drive to 2 book stores, I look for a bible to buy. I threw my bible away years ago.
I text a friend, she tells me I need professional help, you're an associate, not a friend now.
I go home to masterbate.
I forgot to take my seroquel and klonopin because I'm not sleepy.
I shower for the first in days.
I feel inspired, I have thoughts, I try to remember them.
I will watch the sunrise today

I saw 2 dead cats that were identical, I thought I was hallucinating, but one was removed from the road and the other still there.

all living things should return to the dirt