It’s funny. I don’t think of myself as much of a fighter, especially in relationships. For some reason lately I have been doing nothing else with Johnnie. Fight fight, fight. Yesterday I did well in subduing an anxiety attack that was prevalent in my head. I think the reason I have been able to avoid…
My life is sometimes so disorganized, I have to remind myself of what I feel. I lose papers in papers, smeared with lipstick, red streaks leaving scarlet letters of my inconsistent responsibility. I suppose that people sometimes need people. Sometimes I want to punch everyone in the face. Not for lack of apathy, or even…
Kelley is here, sleeping away on my futon. She rules, of course, and our visits next time cannot be so sparse. In the, 4? or 3 whatever years we have been plopping around on this site, first in chat then on our own pages, some of you guys deserve mad props for being such good…