February 8, 2018
A day at sea.
I’m going to share a little Liz Secret. If you see me at 6:30 am, far from any humans around the corner from everyone’s view, out on the windy freezing back deck of the ship, dressed like John Snow at the Wall, where no human wants to be, guess what… I do NOT want company as I attempt to drink my fucking espresso in peace!
I don’t think my medication is working. Humans still annoy me.