I have nightmares every night. I call them dreams. My dreams take me places I never wanted to go. Here I am.
Laying in bed.
My right foot is freezing but my left foot is warm. My eyes are squinting to read my phone. I have more work to do. Sometimes I think that I am terrible. I hope nobody else thinks that… I am afraid they do. ‘But like most concerns it is a phantom.’ I have worried about everyone finding me terrible since I was a little girl. I always wondered if I thought different thoughts...
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gibblertron: I don’t understand a lot of things. I don’t understand why my neighbor is pursuing a career as a 1990’s electronic music artist. I don’t understand why the ice cream shop near my house considers two scoops of ice cream one scoop. And I don’t understand how women, educated journalists, can be so…
Tonight is cold. I would say it is quiet but it is actually quite stormy. It just seems quiet.