To be honest, lonely little blog, I could use some good news. I'd settle for even just one week this month that didn't feature a day that involved coming home to briefly sob on the floor of my kitchen. I know lately all I've poured into this empty portion of the internet of mine has been misery, vagueness, and whining, but you have to know when you're beat, and God, am I ever beat. Surrender makes for stale blog fodder.
I cleaned house. I lit some incense and took a shower. I shaved my legs. I resisted the urge to re-read the entirety of Star Wars Yoda: Dark Rendezvous (A Clone War Novel.) (Dooku has some great lines.) I listened to some shitty Bon Iver. I need to write, but everything comes up useless and clotted, fit for nothing except to be tucked away here.
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