Sleep was shi**y. Too many worries about my little daughter who has pneumonia, and all the stuff that comes with it. Fever, pain, puking..you name it.
Tried to get to sleep, after she finally found some, with a little help from Tool.
Somewhat helped.
Went to visit my psychiatrist, blasting the new albums by Blaze Bayley and Blessed Hellride on my mp3 player, pretty good albums.
I have PTSD and some shi**y psychosis, or so he says, as inheritance from the war in ex Yugoslavia.
He didn`t understand what the f*ck I was talking about, nor did I understand what he said. The guy was talking to me about transcendental peace of mind. A shrink?
When he said that, I started thinking about Iron Maiden and their album Peace of Mind and Where Eagles Dare.
And I told him so.
I guess whatever he wrote down after that in his little pad didn`t make my diagnosis any better.
Now I`m sitting here, having a beer, only one, mind you, like I said, my kid is sick so I can`t afford to get sh*tfaced. But one better than none.
For no reason at all counted my metal/rock t- shirts...lost count when I got to fifty or sixty three...see, can`t remember even now what the number was.
Luckily, my wife is a very understanding woman, so when times like this happen, she doesn`t bother me, she just lets me do my thing.
And that thing, atm, is marveling a bit at the sun that finally came out and listening to the new album of Artillery.
If you didn`t hear it so far, you should, thrash at its very best.
And that`s that, for now, maybe I`ll let you know what happened after, maybe not.
How is your Friday? How was work, life, music, family...everything?
Salute.
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Scott, bro, I let HipMammaJen know that you would like to talk to her. She said no problem, it should happen soon.
I hope all is well, brother.
Missing you, my friends, but this is the best I can do at the moment.
Love and green lights.
Oh yeah, Amanda Rose showed up after 4 and more years on my FB profile, commented on a pic of mine. That was like 3 weeks ago, since then, nada again.
She said she loves all of us and is happy to be back.
Was she here?
Much love and have a happy weekend.
Tried to get to sleep, after she finally found some, with a little help from Tool.
Somewhat helped.
Went to visit my psychiatrist, blasting the new albums by Blaze Bayley and Blessed Hellride on my mp3 player, pretty good albums.
I have PTSD and some shi**y psychosis, or so he says, as inheritance from the war in ex Yugoslavia.
He didn`t understand what the f*ck I was talking about, nor did I understand what he said. The guy was talking to me about transcendental peace of mind. A shrink?
When he said that, I started thinking about Iron Maiden and their album Peace of Mind and Where Eagles Dare.
And I told him so.
I guess whatever he wrote down after that in his little pad didn`t make my diagnosis any better.
Now I`m sitting here, having a beer, only one, mind you, like I said, my kid is sick so I can`t afford to get sh*tfaced. But one better than none.
For no reason at all counted my metal/rock t- shirts...lost count when I got to fifty or sixty three...see, can`t remember even now what the number was.
Luckily, my wife is a very understanding woman, so when times like this happen, she doesn`t bother me, she just lets me do my thing.
And that thing, atm, is marveling a bit at the sun that finally came out and listening to the new album of Artillery.
If you didn`t hear it so far, you should, thrash at its very best.
And that`s that, for now, maybe I`ll let you know what happened after, maybe not.
How is your Friday? How was work, life, music, family...everything?
Salute.
****************
Scott, bro, I let HipMammaJen know that you would like to talk to her. She said no problem, it should happen soon.
I hope all is well, brother.
Missing you, my friends, but this is the best I can do at the moment.
Love and green lights.
Oh yeah, Amanda Rose showed up after 4 and more years on my FB profile, commented on a pic of mine. That was like 3 weeks ago, since then, nada again.
She said she loves all of us and is happy to be back.
Was she here?
Much love and have a happy weekend.