I awoke Wednesday and sat up at the end of my bed for a minute. Looking at the clock I thought "I can't do this anymore..."
A lot more has happened and it's all not that good.

So tomorrow I start up with an old profession of mine, Painting.
I'm a little nervous but

the kicker is, I'll make more money. So hopefully it works out.

As far as being a graveyard worker? Maybe with another
company.
But I doubt it.
I've seen too much and it's hard to explain...
Maybe someday.