Ethiopian food with Lowsta & Splosian. December 2011.
Today I have been more unproductive than a bum ovary.
I know what would make me feel better is just doing my stupid work. But I cannot. I simply cannot. I wish I had no ideas sometimes. Then, I could just open my tuft of scalp and let everything in, instead of constantly cheese grating everything out. Truth.
I'm just an insect
trying to get out of the night.
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