Waiting
I seem to be waiting day by day to become a customer that is done standing in line.
I like so many others need their medicine that is crucial for their mental health and
i feel threatened when what i need is not in the store and available for me to keep me on my doctors ordered routine. This plan is what keeps my life safe. I am only writing this so who ever may be concerned that i am still standing in that line and my mind and body are suffering.
Please know i do not want anyone to get into trouble,however it is like being in a pool and reaching up for help that's just not there.
Thank you for waiting with me.
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I was born in a wee toon near Glasgow Scotland,and my life of travel came later in life. Noo i'm a grandad wit three beau girls that are beautys, and 1 wee grandwain that's a beauty of a lass. I have all these words in my heed and em,i'll put them on paper for you to see. Please let me if they are nay good or whatever.
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