That describes my eyes. Bloody tears streaming down the face.
I gave my donkey tranquilizers last night and he fell asleep as we were communing. It was gloomy.
I am glad that neither my donkey nor Beth is a smoker. My hands are growing gnarled today. I am not sure I will be able to type, but I will try.
Hey I should cheer up, right???? Because only the talentless are so gloomy. I must prove my worth to those who doubt me.