is really, really bad.

I bet it made Bauhaus cry.

Being productive. Finishing. Remembering. Doing, not just obsessing. Letting go. Living. Moving.

I lost a friend recently who was there for me in good times and bad. I fucking miss him, but I'll remember his words and honor his mantra:

More Life.

She said I yelled out in my sleep, "I said I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

I don't remember why now. She didn't wake me up to ask me, but I could hazard a guess. It sounds like I was trying to stop someone from hurting me.

Apparently, I "talk, giggle and moan" in my sleep. At first, she thought I was talking to her... but then she realized I couldn't be, that I was sleeping, eyes closed and everything, unresponsive ( Read more... )