It got bad today as I was counting money in the back office. You never know when it's gonna get bad. I'm usually doing something innocent, thinking about something trivial: Futon mattress', work politics....
I like to think that I've learned something from all of this. That maybe, if I knew who I used to know now, they wouldn't be a figure of the past-tense.
I want to be on Pendelton Street seeing friends from Kentucky and Georgia. I'm not. Back in Lowell? On the green couch with Nick? My body aches.
I like to think that I've learned something from all this. But for now I'm just waiting.
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