Akimbo.
What dreams cause me
To abandon my pillow each night?
Push away each of them, in fact
Since there always seem to be more than one Then wake to aching stiff neck twisted
Tits and face smashed against the mattress
Legs and arms akimbo
Like the high pitched body of a jumper
Waiting for her chalk outline
Finally at rest
~Ani DiFranco, "Akimbo"
This is me for the last three nights. My neck is killing me.
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C and all my goings-ons with him became a moot point. I've got to stop projecting things I want on people who have no idea what the fuck to do with me. It's weird, but I refuse to not be friends on those grounds.
I stayed quiet until I was sure...but I have an interview Friday morning at the Women's Center. I've been a victim's advocate on a volunteer basis for a year. After a long, long wait, I may finally be going pro.
I've been waiting for so, so so so so so long. Please please please. Something has to go right. Something's gotta turn out right.
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