Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Monday, May 24, 2010

5.24c

I guess I wrote earlier today. I was gonna write three right now, but now I don't have to!

My toes are cramping. My muscles are frozen in place, holding the shingles lest I fall. It hurts.

6 comments:

  1. Three sentences, anyway! Yay!

    This sounds dangerous. Maybe you should hold on with your hands, too.

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  2. If you're planning on being one of those tragic writers that die young and get their work published posthumously so that everyone can see how awesome they are and wish they hadn't died, stop it.

    I have a feeling at least one person who's very important to you would agree with me on this.

    So take Ali's advice and just pretend the harness isn't there.

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