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( a snippet of poem that i liked )

i feel shitty today. mentally and physically. it's cold and raining and my ears are plugged and my nose is running and i hurt all over, and i still have a paper to write, and i need tea and soup and a toastie and a good hug. i don't know. i think i'll go to work, as evidently i am not getting anything done right now. i seem to be resuming my lighting-queen mantle, which is good.

everything is colder now and i feel like i'm a degree removed from the whole world.

"upon what do you build your foundation?"

i have nothing now.