Calmer now.

Whatever happens, happens.

Watching my boy sleep.

Pretty.

Soothing.

It'll be ok.

*sighs suddenly* And no, the three vicodin I took a half-hour ago have nothing to do with this mood change.

Really.

Honest.

'Cause agonizing pain and a severe drug addiction would NEVER up my stress levels, then artificially lower them when I feed the addiction and make the pain go away.

Serious.

You do believe me, right?

Right...?

*shrugs, pads off*