not here yet, not here yet.
there is a traffic jam in my mind.
i look down and ... things are looking different. my whole body aches strangely, my neck especially is tense. i would trade my soul for a massage right now, it hurts so much. sore sore neck, and swollen breasts.
nothing is resolved yet, until the singing.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
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