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Feb 11, 2007 20:28

And oh my god I can not concentrate,
I can't color balance my prints-
I can't see what I can normally see
(and I am so so dreading going home
which is empty and cold and still
partially destroyed since Thursday
when he was angry and tore the house
apart). Home is not home I have no
home- Virginia! Dear god I need you
and my family and your solidity.
Everything here is built on sand
and it shifts and changes and I do
not feel stable. It is taking all
of my energy not to get in my car
and take 95 north back to what's
familiar. I want to run and get away.
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