Remember how a week ago I fucked myself by betraying a friendship? Well, the funny thing is that the further I get from the situation, the more assurance I have that I didn't actually fuck myself hard enough. I should really sit and mediate a bit more about how to be more of a nuisance to everyone around me.
So I woke up at six and made coffee, started a load of laundry (lord is it raining!), packing for the trip to washington and oregon.
Funny how I don't know where to call home these days.
Though my distress in saying what needed to be said to the person who needed to hear it was real and tangible, I grow weary of eggshells and metaphors
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