sleep has been an issue. hope as been an issue. breathing has, thankfully, not been an issue.
i'm at the spot right now, just finished my bagel. i like to salt and pepper by bagels. they taste better that way. anyway. i'm sitting here waiting. bones weighed down with whatever emotional and or physical weight that makes us tired.
i am typing right now. my wrists are sore and i want to watch skins. is it okay to watch skins on my laptop at the coffee shop? or do i need to wait until i get home, is tv somehow a private activity, in someway that typing is not, in some way that speaking is not?
i'm starting to feel like a grown up. the emotional complexity of any given day is incomprehensible.
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