Sunday, November 2, 2008


I can feel it coming on again. Bugs under the skin, type of thing. God, I hate it.
Just when my mind is steady, yee-arh!

Breathe....alright, you can do this. God, I hate it.

They're watching, but that's okay. That's their job. If they didn't watch, there'd be nobody there.

Alright, stretch your neck. Rotate the shoulders. Shake out your hands. Alright, inhale. Hold it.

Blow it out.

Listen to the blood pound through your ears. Whew.

Okay, let it come. God, I hate it. There is it. I feel it.

It's taking me.

I hate it.

Here we go...

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