derby

Maker's Mark Mint Julep is going to be the death of me. It is so yummy and reminds me of The Great Gatsby. Today we are going to muddle berries into it and create our own version of a bourbon cobbler.

Ron is over at his parents house helping with yard work and I am home with my little nuzzling cold. Its no fun being sick on a Saturday. Its no fun being sick and depressed at the same time.

I feel like I'm somewhere I don't want to be. Wandered and trapped in this scathing disease. I'm lost and lonely and all I can think of is how my head is pounding. My heart is fumbled, silica, I am amongst the glass works--fragile and fibrillated.