Allow me my frustration. Don't mind the burnt tongue on the train this morning. I needed the nap in silence, away from the constant dripping of an aquarium. Away from a yowling bulimic cat. I'm not one who naps very much or ever really. I can take about 2 hrs a night and still function decently. 6 good hours of sleep.
I went through a dead lady's things. I remember her face, I don't remember her name.
I got behind the wheel of a car and went a whopping 20 mph. I didn't feel as tiny as I thought I would. Though I have to adjust the seat. Just God jabbing me in the spine again reminding me of my height. I didn't crash into a pole or back up into a ditch. I also learned men on pocket bikes are the most ridiculous thing. Especially when they have serious faces.
Next Saturday is an open house to an art school I'm slightly interested in. I'm bright eyed and naive, I will listen to everything you say.
Have you ever punched yourself in the jaw? It's interesting.
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