There are stretches in life that I label as "runs". Think back as far as you can remember ... There were good runs and there were bad runs. You know when they were: I don't have to explain them to you.
My last good run was from July 2011 until the last part of January 2012. Good times. Then the bad run started. You don't always recognize it at first. Sometimes it takes a month. But when you're in it, well you're in it. It's not one thing, it's a series of things. That's what makes a bad run.
Glad you're still with me. I've saved up all kinds of shit over the past month, and I'm looking forward to sharing it.
See you soon.