WELL, GOD IN ME. THIS MORNING I STARTED TO FREAK BECAUSE I LEFT THE FRIDGE DOOR AJAR AND THE POOR MOTOR. I MADE PLANS ON LIVING W/O FRIDGE. JUST ANOTHER THING TO OWN THAT REALLY OWNS ME. FRONTIER WOMAN.
I HAVE LEFT OVERS FROM LUNCH AND A PLAN TO HANG HERE 'TIL 4. I'M READING THE TATTOOIST OF AUSCHWITZ FASCINATED BY HOW LALE SURVIVES. I FEEL LIKE I LIVED MY CHILDHOOD IN A CONCENTRATION CAMP. THE ARBITRARY CRUELTY. THE PHYSICAL AND PSYCHOLOGICAL TORTURE. MOM BURNT ME WITH INCENSE. NONE OF THE OTHERS.
IT'S OVER.
I MUST STRETCH MY COMFORT ZONE.
I WENT AND I'M NOT READY TO VOLUNTEER. WHILE THE APPETIZERS WERE GOOD THE $10 PARKING WAS TOO MUCH. THEY ONLY VALIDATED $5. POOR PLANNING.
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