The volume of the weekday turned down to the whisper of stolen catnaps. The clouds in my veins thinning out in the soft hours of Alprozolam. Each day becoming an alacritous quagmire of indifference. Most days it feels like the only options are a sprint to the end, or the slow running out of the clock. MIssing unscheduled rendevous in the scourching California heat. The promise of blue stars, stifled by the suffocation of choice. A mangy cat wails about her ailing health. The first steps on a long road of grieving. And dissociaion.
3:55 p.m. - 2022-08-18
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