Cafe Girl
I’m quite sad this week, and will be for the next few. The sting of emotion that has led up to and that ever plays a part in this fucking public theater is lodged in my mind like a quiver of Chinese darts leaden with poisonous discordant pianos. I miss her. My brain is screaming. The anniversary of her departure is Tuesday. Cancer sucks.
1 comment:
It sure does...I know how much Nancy meant to you...you know I am just a phone call away if you need to talk...
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