I have
many questions. Where
are you
staying? With whom
are you
visiting? How is winter
on the
other side of the world?
I am
currently melting into our
bedroom. Solid and liquid am I.
A
monkey stares into space,
whatever
is vaguely over my
head. Boss hobbles into office.
I court
an ounce of hooch. Now
that
it’s almost weekend these
smelly
parties are happening.
All at
once I go to the board,
mopey,
sluggy, bitchy & edgy
all
week. Like new dwarves
(Mopey,
Sluggy, &c.). I am
feeling
so go to. Otto just called.
Until
then it was one of those
days. One tiny moment solves
everything. Underline everything.
Scratch
that. All caps that. THAT
feels
right; is just the ticket; strikes
a pang
of contrast against how
substance
abuse fails (quite often).
