Dec 11, 2006 11:01
She was riding high, feeling good, life couldn't be better.
She doesn't feel that way anymore, and suddenly December 29th, the next appointment with the new counselor, seems very far away, whereas last Friday it didn't seem that way.
I have much to post, I wanted to share that homework assignment, and I still will, what's done of it, and there is a massive scribbling in the paper journal that I will try to decipher as well.
This body is very very tired, I have a lot of mending to do. There was a new crack last night, or rather an old one that came undone. Dizzy Lizi is back, raging like a cyclone. I don't know what to do with her, except hold her down.
breakdown,
nut