Lupe

So I woke up this morning anxious to get cawfee brewing. I got to the kitchen and the cawfee was already for me. Lupe strikes again.

I do get scared with all these things going on. It was a joke at first but there's nothing funny about it. So what did I do? I cried as I poured and drank my cawfee.

I always look around to make sure everything is where it's supposed to be. I have to live with him. I must bring it up with my psychiatrist and counselor. As much as I'm bored with these visits.

We'll see what tomorrow brings. Have a fabulous day.

Chiflado Out