I did it again, no oops, and it makes for a very long week. The emptiness consumes the memories, that is why the pity party is thrown. The theory is that the memories are more painful than the emptiness. We still await proof. We still await everything. It could have ll been said before (and on and on and ad infinitum, or something like that). I left my heart in San Fracisco, Monterey, Toronto, New York, New York, Brooklyn, Canarsie, and several other places I may or may not remember. The emptiness, remember? Oh that's right, we don't.
No really, I survived another day, I just don't remember how or why. Or what happened.
It really was no miracle...
Narf lol :)
Tuesday, May 16, 2017
This Pity Party
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