Well, tomorrow is the first of March. I'm not any farther ahead than I was at the beginning of February. Just the thought of a new month looming is frightening. I need a haircut. My nails are ragged. I have dark circles under my eyes. I'm fat. I hate my clothes. I can't think of anything to cook. The dryer is full. The washer should be full. I'm not reading. I'm writing very little. I can't think.
Other than that, I'm fine.
1 comment:
Get some sun on your face. Be like a cat by the window and soak up some light.
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