#11-2

Radio playing Never Tear Us Apart. Perfect. Song of ‘the kiss’. What is it about today that brings forth such brutal synchronicity? I have nothing to go on but apparent muscle memory... the scar in my soul is bleeding. Brain memory wise all I have is mist. I can’t even remember if what I seek is deliberately forgotten or suppressed. A part of me is fascinated and revels in life’s magic, albeit of the cruellest kinds. A part of me scoffs at its blatancy. A part of me suffers. Deeply. Drowsily. I’ll have to undergo this.

Anyway, America, you’ve successfully gone more than a month without a super-devastating mass shooting, so high-five, let’s get to gun control so that I don’t have to have this dark humor

last night roscoe slept from 2-6am straight... that was maybe my first 4 hours in a row in 2 months. then she slept from 6-9am but i was so wired from the 4 hour stretch, i lay awake for an hour just staring at her. she is so beautiful.