i'm feeling fragile today... there is a brittleness that starts in my contacts and radiates through my head and down into my shoulders. i need a hot bath and a massage. and probably new lenses.
i've filled my playlist with quiet comfort music: antony and the johnsons, nina simone, leonard cohen, jeff buckley.
if i could be anywhere, i would be wrapped in a blanket in the passenger seat of a car. we would drive along country roads lined with red and orange maples. we would bask in pale october sunshine.
that would make me happy.
10:51 a.m. - 2005-10-20
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