Redneck Press with Fried Chicken and Coffee

She’s got good days and bad days. Some­times the days pass right quick-like, and she’ll go for hours, push­ing it down and for­get­ting. But even­tu­ally the thoughts slip back in, centipede-like, through a crack in her con­cen­tra­tion. Then that bright pain hits inside her head, light­ing it up like a lava lamp, and she has to […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…