Thursday, January 26, 2006

Emotional Hangover

I'm not proud: dozens of laughable insecurities, inane jealousies, uncouth curiosities and roundabout doubts scar my days. Ups, downs, selfish wishes. Now, a desk and a task. But I feel isolated in my little cell in this top-floor honeycomb. One more emotion on the pile, and now I'm broken. Too weak, even, to passively read.


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