It's there, I can feel it, like phantom limbs in the pathways of death.
I have something to say but can't remember what it is. Last night was a patchwork quilt of sleeps, cobbled together from 10 minute bits.
I watched Marathon Man. Yes. The dentist. Not as scary as I thought it would be but still, OMG ow.
I'll try to get it together to say something more better later.
I love you, world!!!! I love you, bandits!!!!!! Especially the ones who get drunk, fall into things and move about strangely, making ululations in the night. Keep on feeling the feelings.