"it's one of those days (weeksmonthsyears) where you want to stand in an open field and scream - scream til the birds flee from amid the bushes and trees, til your lungsandliverandkidneysandstomachandallyourotherentrails are expelled from your mouth to lie at your feet in a soggy, disconsolate heap. til your tongue dries up and it hurts to close ( Read more... )

I'm free falling.