Congratulations Apparently friendly mysterious creature that thought I might in the meantime have become normal enough to attach importance to birthdays. And mine. Disappointed there she realized that I hadn't become less unstable and nobody could treat me with enough circumspection except therapists. I know she knows I mostly don't know what's real. I never realized but now seem to hear her saying the same things since years past and suddenly know that I never liked it; but can't avoid accepting the chocolates nor seem to escape the casual embrace. 2011-10-19 |
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