One hoopy frood.
- acid stomach, no more tums
- still angry or sad or both most of the time
- forgot to get my pills from the bedroom before k went to sleep
- not getting sleepy til one in the morning; not functioning til 2 p.m.
- deeply and resoundingly need to find a different job, preferably one not involving pickles or bread.
+ the seedling sprouts of maybe writing again
+ halfway to finishing the band's e.p.
+ moving to an apartment bigger than my thumbnail
+ as many as twenty consecutive minutes of feeling good today
+ "trill, are you wearin' my underwear? 'cause i'm wearin' yours and it ain't doin' the trick."
- still angry or sad or both most of the time
- forgot to get my pills from the bedroom before k went to sleep
- not getting sleepy til one in the morning; not functioning til 2 p.m.
- deeply and resoundingly need to find a different job, preferably one not involving pickles or bread.
+ the seedling sprouts of maybe writing again
+ halfway to finishing the band's e.p.
+ moving to an apartment bigger than my thumbnail
+ as many as twenty consecutive minutes of feeling good today
+ "trill, are you wearin' my underwear? 'cause i'm wearin' yours and it ain't doin' the trick."