take with food
sitting in bleu's house, bit sad despite pop tarts, tea and happy puppy ramblings with jess. have to go face my house, pack a lot more, and, meanwhile, the anxiety rushes in, teeming with razor thin pieces of hurt. redefines heartrending. seems that i can actually feel the small sharp tears in my heart.

been eating voraciously. might be my new gig -- running amok with dogs is nothing if not exhausting. might just be the only thing i can safely feel. might just be midnight snackins. who knows.

listening to nina simone's "i want a little," ani and maceo covering prince's "when you were mine" and wishing that i could just melt into a puddle and slip away down the stairs...

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