it caught up. everytime i get an ache, i think it’s going to put me in there again. i wonder if this was physical or if it could have been in my head; people make themselves sick sometimes. so i try not to think about it and you. it was still sharp through the morphine. living through the holes in my arms. drip fed a liquid diet not quite enough nutrition. and there’s never anything good on tv. i drank contrast. i ate IV’s. look at radioactive me. but, today the sun charged me up some, i can glow in the dark..wish you could see.
—  ryan ross; sunday, april 09 2006