Saturday, December 29, 2012

About the sun.

I am happiest when the sun shines against my face.
Right now, it is my only source of warmth.
When it goes away, its absence is profound.
The table gets dark.
It gets cold pretty quick.
Things feel a bit more bleak.
Then a cloud gets out of the way, and everything is bright again.
The muscles in my cheeks lift to a smile once more.
My body relaxes back into the warmth of the sun.
The cat likes the sun too.
Come back.
It gets so cold when you leave.
Your warmth is an antidote for my loneliness. 

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Sometimes I am bat shit crazy.

Today, I composed a ridiculously strange email.

It's a long story...

I know why I feel like this and I hate the reasons. It's some woman DNA shit.

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

It's cold in Detroit.

It's cold in Detroit for obvious reasons. December being the most most obvious. Last week I had two wisdom teeth removed. I have stitches in my mouth, and a hole in my gums. Rice gets stuck in the latter. The hole makes my mouth smell like a sewer which in turn makes me feel like a swamp queen. My friend, who sometimes crawls into my bed to keep me company, often likes to tell me how awful my breath is. It's a good dynamic the two of us have. He makes fun of me, and I endure it because I believe I deserve to be punished. Laurel and Hardy eat your hearts out.