Sunday, September 18, 2016

day three hundred fifty six

i must get back to how i was before
when even days i didnt feel like saying something, writing
when stomach hurt or brain didn't work
i still did



i love cosain
what it is now
i love our volunteer group
and virginia
i like doing it all

but
it's definitely not as fun
without you.


at 1 p.m.
as we started digging into ourselves
i thought
i need to run away

but i stayed.

two minutes, four, eight minutes later
the same thought.

but i stayed.

it helped.

i could end this poesy two different ways:
"but i know it would've been nicer
with you there"

or

"and it was ok
then
by myself"


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