The Slow Progression of

The laptop hasn't been working all day. I got it fixed. The day took its time. Looks like something else did too.

Walking into a certain state of
walking into a certain
Walking into a certain state of
certain walking state
Walking into a certain state of
state of walking of
Walking into
suffocation

Bed Hair

There's an ending in sight, but it's coming both too slowly and too quickly at the same time.

I'm sorry for not blogging. This was my own fault this time.

I've been afraid. I've been sleeping. I'm told I scream in my sleep.

I'm told I say "No, please stop."