Today was bad, too. Crazy-anxious about a lot of things, none of them very interesting or even particularly valid, probably. Let's just have some badly lit close-ups of art-therapy collages I did in '07/'08 in lieu of a record of today's intake/output:
Snack: coffee w/half'n'half.
On the train going home. Looks holy in this photo set against the winter sun like that; tasted holy too, to my worn-out and dehydrated (very secular) self.
Dinner and everything thereafter was more of the same: eat, puke, rinse, repeat. Some days I wonder why I bother waking up at all.
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