looked at pages, but haven't lived in them.
the weekend wants us to be...something.
gonna try to watch Mortal Kombat tonight.
my request for an author copy has expired.
I feel like I need a hug that lasts a month.
yeah, I am walking and wanting cookies.
nothing new in my pandemic pendulum.
after a bath, I'll listen to the neighbor stomp.
north is nothing but invisible juice.
from bellwoods where her problems hatch.
she turns me on with her honest sadness.
the textmessages boggle my mind a bit.
maybe the group is right, maybe she loves me.
she would have wrecked me when we were twenty.