awake

Nov 10, 2002 11:08

Published a few more poems, still dealing with the moving thing. My back is killing me. The amount of cardboard is unbelievable.

TV is actually decent today and serves as background noise.

Thinking about everything I have to get accomplished, is exhausting. One thing at a time.

It's warm here, pleasant, thinking about opening the windows and letting some fresh air in.
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