Missed spirits

Nov 23, 2008 18:11

I tell her I feel like I have not slept in days. Days blend into days. Priorities are lost in afternoon trips, crosstown traffic. I sat in my old place and reminisced about days I don't remember. This is all feels familiar. I tell her I feel like I can't remember which day was which, I tell her I feel . . "like a marshmallow." Yes. Just like ( Read more... )

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thefitfulmemoir November 24 2008, 08:21:21 UTC
This is amazing. Thank you.

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laclucky November 27 2008, 14:46:35 UTC
Thank YOU

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