I wish to express my strenuous distaste for this week starting off with the curtain rod falling onto my head as I stepped into the shower with such force that
spatch heard the noise of stainless steel onto skull from the bedroom. It hurt appallingly. It still doesn't feel so hot. I called after-hours care and was duly presented with a checklist of symptoms of concussion and brain bleed to watch out for, an activity not exactly compatible with attempting to plunge myself into unconsciousness for the few short hours before I need to be functional for already scheduled calls and appointments. I would like to know who I need to sacrifice to get a break. I always liked haruspicy. I know it's your own liver that counts.
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- 1: When we take on new bodies, I will scour the earth to find you again
- 2: There's more room on the basement couch
- 3: A kidnapper wouldn't jump into a cold sea
- 4: A stranger light comes on slowly
- 5: I might fail math if you don't move your shoulder
- 6: One boundary makes another
- 7: I swear only this city knows
- 8: It's maybe five minutes onscreen
- 9: From the morning past the evening to the end of the light
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