sunday we had some bizarre post-brunch conversation about funerals. what music we would play. i picked "in my life" by the beatles. rocked the wellies on the commute today. april showers. it's raining outside and i feel like i can't drink enough water.
i want to pluck out my eyeballs from their sockets and dip them in a vat of visine. cigarette smoke at the industry party last night was intense.
wu tang singalong where half my glass of red wine got sloshed down my shirt.
everyone i wanted to see wasn't there.
i wore flats and felt short, which is rare. and nice.
refused to spend money on a cab home. the trains were painfully slow.
get home and there's no dog bark, no chatter or tv sounds or text message beeping coming from the room next to mine.
it's oh so quiet...
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