It starts with the inability of my fingers to type sentences, easy sentences. They act as if this has only to do with the keyboard. But by now the keyboard has become pressing simple rock shapes on land. Mind reaching outside of the self. Is this symbiotic?

for some reason when i write my ex emails i can go on and one forever. seems therapeutic. therefore, i'll pretend (hoping this will only last a week) that all of this is him. he's my confidant. hello wonderworld ( Read more... )