January 20th, 2009 by greg

It is like what makes me who I am — my core being — is, has been, broken into a thousand pieces; and having been so alone for so long, I am groping, grasping, in the dark trying to gather the pieces; and without help I am trying to figure out how the pieces should go together.

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I'd like to just once fall asleep feeling good.
Just once.
Drunken stupors don't count.