Irreversible Mistakes

I'm pretty sure autumn is a time of reflection for everyone, not just me.

I can't remember why I thought this would be a good idea. And it probably isn't one, but still, since the thought did occur to me, I have no choice

I'm writing this entry on paper, with my dad's pen. That might not sound terribly interesting, but you don't know how I got his pen yet.

There are mice in my apartment. I know this because my cat had one of them in his mouth, though he didn’t seem to know how or want to kill

There were moments where the doctors seemed to imply it might have been something else (particularly, cocaine), but then they'd run another blood test and go oh, shit.