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i've had a good day remembered to water my plants drank two cups of coffee didn't feel the irrepressible need to scream at my family drowned in a stranger's spaghetti *(okay so maybe i could have lived without the whole swimming through pasta it starts to wrap around and choke you after awhile)* found out that apparently i'm the nicest person at work because i'm the only one who doesn't want to throw karen out the picture window *(i mean i do i just don't admit it because that would be mean.)* i kept looking up to the bells on the door remembering yesterday when i saw the face of one of the dearest ladies i've ever known *(i don't know if she saw me)* and then for some reason she turned directly around and rushed down the front steps and didn't come back in maybe it wasn't her maybe an emergency but the question's eating at me. slipping back and forth here and there into the mindset that maybe i owe it to them *(i don't want to go anywhere on monday nights but i don't want to tell you that)* then hitting myself in the head because what have i been saying so long? **i don't owe anybody anything.** i've had a good day or a day that wasn't bad *(just tied my spine into knots and i tried the downward dog but the dog knocked me down)* so i'm not sure why the veins in my arms are aching and the muscles in my elbows compressing as if even like i'm not brutally aware that my wrists are not currently available for extended slitting so i don't know why they're so upset then again i don't know why i'm so upset either i mean i've had a good day ******
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 8:31 AM UTC
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i've had a good day remembered to water my plants drank two cups of coffee didn't feel the irrepressible need to scream at my family drowned in a stranger's spaghetti *(okay so maybe i could have lived without the whole swimming through pasta it starts to wrap around and choke you after awhile)* found out that apparently i'm the nicest person at work because i'm the only one who doesn't want to throw karen out the picture window *(i mean i do i just don't admit it because that would be mean.)* i kept looking up to the bells on the door remembering yesterday when i saw the face of one of the dearest ladies i've ever known *(i don't know if she saw me)* and then for some reason she turned directly around and rushed down the front steps and didn't come back in maybe it wasn't her maybe an emergency but the question's eating at me. slipping back and forth here and there into the mindset that maybe i owe it to them *(i don't want to go anywhere on monday nights but i don't want to tell you that)* then hitting myself in the head because what have i been saying so long? **i don't owe anybody anything.** i've had a good day or a day that wasn't bad *(just tied my spine into knots and i tried the downward dog but the dog knocked me down)* so i'm not sure why the veins in my arms are aching and the muscles in my elbows compressing as if even like i'm not brutally aware that my wrists are not currently available for extended slitting so i don't know why they're so upset then again i don't know why i'm so upset either i mean i've had a good day ******
Copyright 8/5/16 by B. E. McComb
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 8:31 AM UTC
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