2013-01-10 - 11:43 a.m.
"all you've been posting to your tumblr," he said, "are unabomber cabins and pictures of polar explorers. i have to ask - are you okay right now?"
"don't forget the drowning hands and quotations of vague despair," i replied. "i spend most of my waking hours terrified."
i thought he would laugh at that, but he didn't. if you put one foot in front of the other, eventually you will find yourself in a different place.
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reading: testing the current, by william m. pherson.
listening to: cylinder radio.
working on: i should be napping after my doctor's appointment, but instead i am cleaning my house.
in the garden: the ume are in full bloom, which is all right and good. but these narcissus should still be underground.