Hestia is sleeping against my knees. Earlier in the night she hopped onto the bed where I was reading, trampled my ankles, and curled herself into a gravitational field of black fur. At dinner she stretched forth her delicate paw and clobbered as her rightful prey a portion of
spatch's haddock. Out of this week's three doctors' appointments, one was objectively encouraging and I am acting toward its future which I cannot yet believe in. I have so many moving parts to keep track of. I feel like eighteen and a half plates in the air. In lieu of room in my life for real convalescence, I am reading a lot in the evenings, accompanied by cat, which is where she came in.
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- 1: I don't want this city without you
- 2: I know all this and more
- 3: What can a friend do to try and convince you that trouble's the cost of being alive?
- 4: History is a yahrzeit candle
- 5: Down the smoking sea she came and over the rail of the dory she came and laughing to his arms
- 6: Wait for the green light, baby, I'll let you slide in
- 7: לקום מסוחררת במאה אחרת
- 8: Would you like us to assign someone to worry your mother?
- 9: I hope I keep feeling like I'm learning all the time
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