September 2011
“How well I have learned that there is no fence to sit on between heaven and hell. There is a deep, wide gulf, a chasm, and in that chasm is no place for any man.”
—Johnny Cash
What a terrible meeting.
scrolled three pages of my dashboard after not being here for 24 hours.
LOL. NOOOOPE.
Apparently drinking (eating? LOL. NOOOPE.) only four sixteen ounce cups of iced coffee today was a bad idea, but Jenny and I have a contract made and it’s great. We somehow spent eight hours together today and it went by quick. My fingers are so cold and stiff I can hardly type. Back to design work and making mixxy’s and writing letters.
Writing letters always calms me.
The growing feel of my rib cage under my constant slimming of flesh is turning into an odd comfort I don’t understand.
