12.43 am,
Monday.
If Monday’s a breathing creature,
...
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I like your easy, conversational tone, and I read a lot of the details with great interest as you let me (the reader) into your life-your 'statistics bible', Oprah on TV, your pink table. Then the mysterious malady. I THINK it's either simple loneliness, or love-sickness. Is that right?
A brilliantly written introspection...of life....its conflicts and turmoil!