I had forgotten about my attempts to become some sort of blogger. In an update I am still particularly miserable yet still feel joy somewhere in my ribs. I can't get enough of Clonazepam but if I want to move on I have to depart from them. I'm not prepared to make that choice. I'm afraid to be anywhere but my mind. The only place I have ever succeeded in.
You may notice I have activated ad-sense hopefully I can get some pocket money for fixing my computer before it dies.
all in all being in love is keeping me alive
I need Lydia Davis to teach me about memory. Until then..
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