Eintrag #103, 06.03.2005, 13:49 Uhr
"I`m thinking of quitting drinking again. I know I`ve said that a couple of times. I`m always changing my mind. I guess I am. But there`s this burn in my stomach and there`s this pain in my side. When I kneel at the toilet and the morning`s clean light pores in through the window. Sometimes I pray I don`t die. I`m a goddamn hypocrite. Then night rolls around and it all starts making sense. There is no right way or wrong way. You just have to live. So I do what I do and at least I exist. What would mean more than this?"