7 projects for 7 weeks

my life fell apart somewhere in the middle – or seemed to, seeming to. seams

Whole right side of my body numb – the side I was lying on, dry mouth, heavy eyelids – that “collapsed on bed due to exhaustion and just slept in jeans” feeling.

Eventually worked up the motivation to move – noticed the cute tufts of “sex hair” I now have in the mirror [kind of like Jess' used to be 'cept at the back] – poked around in my eye, and removed the little plastic parabolic discs which were letting me see.

I enjoy mirrors. They … let me see and communicate with someone I have the strongest connection with that I’ll ever have.

I slowly opened my eyes, remembering I had contacts in, and half-consciously said to myself “I feel like a train’s hit me!” – an unfortunately morbid statement considering the events of February this year.

Whole right side of my body numb – the side I was lying on, dry mouth, heavy eyelids – that “collapsed on bed due to exhaustion and just slept in jeans” feeling.

Eventually worked up the motivation to move – noticed the cute tufts of “sex hair” I now have in the mirror [kind of like Jess' used to be 'cept at the back] – poked around in my eye, and removed the little plastic parabolic discs which were letting me see.

I enjoy mirrors. They … let me see and communicate with someone I have the strongest connection with that I’ll ever have.

i feel like shit though

Ashleigh once said of her desire to blog

(I need)… a little pensive therapy…some literary relief…

I used to blog often, less and less as time wore on. It is hard to these days.
There is light at the end of the tunnel, but I think I prefer the dark. Cold, gloomy days, conducive of deep thought, an awareness of the universe unattainable in the blinding sunlight. The power of a storm.

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