It's another Monday. I can't bring myself to adjust the alarm clock. I've been up since 5:30am, when my phone started blasting the opening chants of "The Circle of Life"…
I feel like I might've memorized the list of rules for visiting a relative at the local jail. I stared at the sign in the visitor waiting room for long…
Sunday. Understandably, it was a rough night. I fell asleep without too much trouble; washing down a cocktail of melatonin and Benadryl with a couple of shots of Canadian Club…