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i've officially unplugged the televisions. the news is so enraging it's actually driving me into top story homicide material, and the rest of the shows are so boring i find myself verifying thread count rather watching.
{ok, save for nurse jackie...but that ended monday night}
i know! i know! i know! > quiet katie!! at least you're not an oil-slicked duck.
i'm projecting my fatigue onto everyone and everything. my pot full of peonies gracefully sag open to me today. more so than yesterday; giving my desk the prettiest, powdery pink scent. upon waking this morning i became sad and guilty though. i had asked too much of them; they were tired and wanted more dark, quiet time. this is what flowers do on their third and fourth day. they are not exhausted.
i am.
funny, i can teach 3 spin classes without any fear of losing steam; but folding one teeny-tiny basket of laundry feels like building a staircase in quicksand.