Out of the Attic
God is the madwoman in the attic.
I'm camped out on the threshold with my journal, camera, and plenty of snacks.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
sack of sadness
I feel like I'm carrying a little sack of sadness in my chest. It sits just within my ribcage and rests on my stomach. I'm trying to carry myself gently so as not to disturb it.
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