and the house rattled with the sounds of an angry, drunk, obsessive compulsive man.

Tonight my heart is racing. The house has banged and rattled with the sound of an angry, drunk, obsessive compulsive man.  This is it. This is my life. Be here now. Breathe.

Be Peace. Be Peace. Be kind to myself. Be kind to others. I worry for PT. I worry for him. He is speaking in a very despondant tone tonight. I have to admit, I've never heard him so dark. He and GC had an argument.. about GC telling him that he's not been a good friend and PT saying that he has no idea what GC is even talking about. I think GC is dying of cancer and they both know it and they are mighty lousy about handling such heavy feelings and so they are lashing out at each other. It pains me.