Cars and pedestrians move back and forth on a University Avenue West overpass in Windsor’s downtown. Below them, discarded food wrappers, filthy blankets and a worn-out leather chair litter a tree-lined pathway that leads to the riverfront. 2,583 more words
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All entries are excerpts from my mandatory life story written during my first month of treatment.
“During Week 3 in Lichtenstein the hallucinations and voices which I refer to had finally stopped or at least faded. 1,251 more words
I signed up to work at this really awesome and upmarket burger joint in Parkhurst because I felt the work would give me time to attend auditions, however due to my extensive partying and the copious amounts of shifts I had to pick up to support my drug and drink habit I had no time to further my acting career at all. 272 more words