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The heart with a mind of its own.(Be present.) | The mind with a heart of its own.(It's past.) | The dream that is your waking life.(Go there now.) | |||
And as things fell apart, nobody paid much attention...
Mercury's retrograde or some such shit because things have been falling apart at an alarming, scare-the-shit-out-of-you rate. On Friday, I began the long process of breaking a five thousand dollar machine at work. Today, I finished the job. (But at least I got to go home early because of it.) Over the weekend, it was my heart. I broke a beautiful vase that Max had thrown and I had carved. I'm so tired I can hardly see straight. I've been reading. Reading. Reading. And how are you?
More lies:
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