Tuesday, August 29, 2006

cclxxx

November reminds me of her leathery
presence. I’ve agreed to be the bastion of stability.
I learned how to be a social butterfly at
his uncle’s funeral. Nothing like realizing I’m
actually frightened of having long-term friends.
She was taking prescription drugs and she was
totally stressed out. Everyone has a stick
up his butt. It’s a chilly, beautiful day.
It just started raining.