The only time I have energy is when I'm having an anxiety attack. O I hate winter. I have friends for whom the snow sings or something, like the first crocuses do to me. But I do not understand it. No energy or pretty words for to finish blog posting. This sentence makes me ask this: Would I <3 David Sedaris? I think I am supposed to have read him. Possibly his sister? Amy? too? I noticed how little I've read since birthin' my Birdy. Women who are still productive members of society and think actual adult thoughts during toddler mothering are my new heroines.
Sunlight. Oh *gllllllerrrrrrghhhhhhhhhlllll sniffle cry* I needz you come back nao plz. Just a brief shiny pause in the rain would be divine.