Latter Day Sinner

I missed my pills most of the week. That always makes my life feel shaky. Being dependent on psych meds also makes me feel weak. I’m not doing my part to keep civilization going. I can barely keep my own life straight no less help others straighten theirs. And these infernal machines consume me. When something goes wrong with all our fancy systems I just want to talk to another human being. And yet here I am typing into the void and waiting for my pills to work. You gentle reader should be awesome when I cannot.