shortness of breath, i inhale sharply. feel a little sleepy. music is annoying me again, i feel like the cd i recieved has mixed in with my music and tainted the patterns and the "me" of my library, it feels like when you're braiding and you're looking at the little mistakes you made, the small knots and bumps along the way
must go book shopping.
star-gazing
to the city for a good gray day,
here and there and everywhere.
brush my teeth, make some lists, calm myself down, write a little, and go to sleep earlier.
i am not feeling well.
sweet dreams~