Venting

I posted this to Facebook tonight after sending Malry to the hospital in an ambulance after long months of complications and several days of intense issues. I won't go into details just suffice to say I was venting.

If you don't know, Facebook prompts you to post with the question "what's on your mind?"  This was my answer. 

"What's on my mind? Facebook...that is a loaded question. I could melt the screen of this phone if I answered that honestly. There is a violent tempest of sh*t on my mind. I've got thoughts that could rip sails from ships and send Dorothy's ass back to Oz. Rough couple days. Think I'll listen to some Pearl Jam and go to sleep."  

I am posting this to my blog merely to save it. Sometimes I need to be reminded how I felt. Sometimes I don't.