It's moments like these when I want a cigarette. I'm at home, looking out at the lake and the dock. It's all so nice. I don't want to go back to Birmingham. I want to move on. Where's the excitement
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"Love drains from you, takes with it much of your blood sugar and water weight. You are like a house slowly losing its electricity, the fans slowing, the lights dimming and flickering; the clocks stop and go and go and stop." - Lorrie Moore