i ache like my stomach when i neglect it for too many hours, running on fumes, joy or the thrill of a victory. so empty and i'm not sure if it is pain i feel, but i do. could i be hungry?

i grumbled or growled at life all day. grrrargh...

losing someone is not a learned life lesson. you don't get better at it the more it happens to you. saying goodbye for good is never "old hat".

what am i trying to say? i'm sad. this is hard. i don't feel like doing anything and i don't feel like writing.

but i am anyway.

i need to read somewhere else tonight. perhaps you should too. thanks for coming though, really. thanks.

bye.

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