Got some brief, badly disrupted sleep anyway.

To have one's self-awareness broken by one's experience, so awful it's hard to think about, but I'm trying. The unthinkable, I've spent a lot of time lingering places where concepts or imagination fail, but to have things that are just too painful or upsetting to be able to process successfully- frankly, the idea scares the shit out of me. Doesn't stop me thinking about it.

Wish you could see yourself as I see you, you're lovely. Mousy is the new foxy.