This is a picture of a baby stingray. He's pretty cute right? Couldn't help but cheer up the most uncheerful person on the planet right? He looks like a fetal frog wearing a tutu, hiding in a bag of Miracle Whip. Cute. But for me it's been the kind of day when ever a baby stingray can't cheer me up. The only bright spot in my day is Klonopin. Pretty yellow pills that even out the rough spots. Other wise I would proably go back to recording my conversations and believing that I could someday be a famous rock star like I did when I was still an unmedicated bipolar sufferer. So, I guess by looking at this funky little animal it does kind of remind me that things could be worse. Not for him because he's cute but for me....because I'm crazy.
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