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[eliade]

I feel as if I'm posting fugitively again, from my seat here in the downtown Seattle Public Library. Each time I visit, more significance becomes associated with the actions; the people around me are on missions tense and meaningful. The pressure of compressed time pushes me; I keep forgetting to choose a length longer than the default thirty

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[gattagrigia]

Regardless of when or where, it is always good to hear from you!

Here's hoping that the universe aligns properly for housing, and that the virii get bored and vacate your sinus and ear.

[kassrachel]

tough grass that you can't pull loose from the ground as easily as you thought; the roll of sodden wet swimsuit rolls clinging to your thighs

and now you have transported me back to my childhood, too.

I'm glad there is Nyquil. I hope the prescription helps, and soon. Being sick is a drag, being computer-less is a drag, and I have to imagine that being sick and computerless and also waiting for more permanent lodgings is a tremendous drag omg.

Thinking of you. Sending love. Here in the hills of New England our forsythia bushes are about to bloom. Any minute now. Little bursts of sun.

[trepkos]

xxxxx

[herself_nyc]

What a writer you are!

[tabaqui]

That sounds so very surreal but also quite wonderful. I'm so happy that you have this feeling of joy about your life, your childhood.
*offers hugs*
*still listening*