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I don't work at Applebees anymore, oh me, oh my.
Things happen like that sometimes.
It was out of my control for a little while.
But it's okay, I'm back, I'm off the floor, I'm out of my little metal containers and tiny ziploc baggies.
My life is better than sips and straws, I swear it, sweetness.
Besides all that.
I have bronchitis. Yet again.
And my aunt died. I'm not as sad as I should be.
The funeral is Friday, and I'm going to ensure that I'm hardly there for any of it.
I will be dreaming up little stories in my head so I don't have to watch.
I'll just stay quietly inside my mind
which I'm fairly sure I'm losing
and someone ought to keep track of me
before I go and disappear.
Things happen like that sometimes.
It was out of my control for a little while.
But it's okay, I'm back, I'm off the floor, I'm out of my little metal containers and tiny ziploc baggies.
My life is better than sips and straws, I swear it, sweetness.
Besides all that.
I have bronchitis. Yet again.
And my aunt died. I'm not as sad as I should be.
The funeral is Friday, and I'm going to ensure that I'm hardly there for any of it.
I will be dreaming up little stories in my head so I don't have to watch.
I'll just stay quietly inside my mind
which I'm fairly sure I'm losing
and someone ought to keep track of me
before I go and disappear.