Odd
enough that,
on
Christmas morning,
each
with new tablets
that
add life, some talk,
it was
nice but how would
I
describe it? It comes
across
as so wrong. But
it’s
not foolish feeling
good. While it comes
relatively
easy—is a
construct,
like feeling
bad. And it doesn’t
just
come crashing in.
It
added life. Recovery
ships. Because now,
roasted,
spending
the
night at Peter’s,
I feel
so good. This
just
confirmed.
A game
thrust
to the
brink.
Kiehl’s
moisturizer.
Nothing
and pleasure
insterspersed.
