Feline Sugarpacket (13742) wrote,
Feline Sugarpacket

slowly shedding layers of my vacant, nonplussed carcass. Life has been notably less painful (despite being entirely less delicious) since I found out about the peanut/almond allergy. Brain still races fast, too fast for me to keep up with. Whole moments of my being just vanish because I am already miles away by the time I have to come back and deal with the fucked up way I tied my shoes, or the fact I left my laptop on the trunk of my car and drove away (somehow A: not remembering leaving it there in the first place and B: not losing it in transit from my parents house in Berkeley to my own house in Oakland). Can't place events in my head, memory perforated with big, blank gaps. Today I watched my refrigerator slip into a pinhole of space time in some fucked up conical blip, looked away, blinked twice, looked back and it was there but a single piece of paper had fallen off.

I haven't used real drugs in long time. What gives?

...probably time to start drinking coffee again at least...
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