There’s this paper, see, this paper I can’t find.
Had it the other day… just the other day.
My attacks of anxiety over grief are now under chemical control.
And this is good. This is a relief. To me, this past week it has been the best thing ever.
But reality has sunk in once again.
With the relief on the one hand; comes the angst of being ig on the other hand.
Like this paper. I mean, it’s 10 degrees out, if we’re lucky, so I haven’t even been outside.
So, dear trickster of the moment… where is it… and may I please have it back?