Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Feeling a lot less frightened and a lot more sad, facing a narrowed range of possibilities, fewer funny corners for me to get trapped and tortured in, fewer magical conjunctures too, a vast expanse of gray, dark little old me floating out there, crying. Anyway, sad I can deal with, it's quiet and calm.

Another cold night.

Sitting with Peretz, thinking, he's cleaning himself, he's very warm.

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