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By Ali Date: 2007 Sep 28 Comment on this Work [[2007.09.28.19.06.31203]] |
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I'm having a moment. It's a crazy, panicky moment. And I can't get you out of my head. I tried. I cleaned today. Voluntarily. The bathroom. Have I mentioned how much I hate cleaning the bathroom? And damn it all, if I thought that scrubbing my tub would somehow get you out of my mind. But it didn't work. It was supposed to work, but noooo... So, then I cleaned my entire room. I dusted. I organized. Cleaned up after the cats. From there, I moved onto the kitchen. I washed the counters, organized the tea. And finished scouring the lasagna pan that's been sitting in the sink for a day. Then, there was laundry. Lots of laundry. In fact, I'm fairly sure that I'm never going to need wash another towel again. At least for a month (why do I have so many towels?). But all of that? Yeah, none of it seemed to extract you from my each and every thought. I'm watching tv right now, my favorite show. But I keep thinking about you, and thinking about you--wondering what you're doing, and how you are. And not just during the commercial breaks. And I just want my brain back, okay? I'd even go so far as to try an exorcism, but I'm no angel--and the thought of holy water makes me burst into flames. So, I'm stuck. Thinking of you. And it's making me absolutely crazy. Because I love the hell out of you, you idiot. |