Monday, May 6

The Fourth Act

Laundry sits fresh off the clothes hanger in my living room and the Buddha stares at me with his eyes closed.

I don't know where the past few days have gone, or where I've been (have I been?), I only know that it is all backwards now.

This is the most important change I've ever made.

It feels like I've shaved thirty two years off my back.

My apartment and everything in it needs a redo.

My belly needs emptying.

And I need to get myself to a desk before everything changes for the best.

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