2002-05-21 || 9:46 a.m.

|| like locusts. with decimal points. ||

i haven't been paying my bills. the envelopes are accumulating on the table by the front door, on the floor next to my bed, inside my bag. envelopes and envelopes. my car registration is due. i have been missing every opportunity to get a smog check. i think i have a cavity. i'm due for the lady doctor.

it's so easy to let these things run away from you. like dropping balls of yarn and watching the string signifying distance get longer and longer across carpet.

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