"2010: Changing it up"

Four anti-depressant regimens, an anti-anxiety, and one sleep-aid later, my medications are stable.
Four different homes, innumerable packs of cigarettes, several ounces of weed, two different cars, and one big break-up later, I sleep through the night and managed to shrug off that sense of impending doom, damn dread.


What I aim to highlight with the following entries are these successive weeks of this year: 2010, age 25, and clueless as fuck.