Forecast: Frustration with slow country songs scattered throughout the afternoon. Moodiness experienced in the evening with a waning of words towards 10 p.m.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
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My first hospitalization. That felt like a Dar Williams' cover: "Everybody knows this is nowhere." And for nearly seven days in the hospital, I wrote it on everything I drew, everything I wrote. But I never could remember the next bit, the chorus. Just that line. Running and running through my head, out of my hand, onto anything I touched.
Forecast: Frustration with slow country songs scattered throughout the afternoon. Moodiness experienced in the evening with a waning of words towards 10 p.m.
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