Just tell ’em you’re trying to cure a seven-year ache

(see what else your old heart can take.)

Freakin out a little. Just noticed that the thing I’ve been trying to hide is plainly visible to the naked eye*. No more avoidance or self-destructive behaviour. No one has ever gotten ahead with self-destructive behaviour.  I’m not quite ready to give up all vices, just the most terrible ones.
*Literally, and probably metaphorically, but I won’t think about that too much.

Title credit: Seven Year Ache, Wilco covering a Rosanne Cash  song


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