February 03, 2006 - 1:00 p.m.
i'm home angel. thinking sad thoughts.
sweetness is more dense, but too much makes me feel sick. panda-cat flossing her teeth on my wrists, while the little one lies in the dirt on the mat.
i'm watching films that make me touch my own sadness, implant it where i didn't feel it before. Succeptible to influence,
i want to sleep until its time to go out, until i have to be somewhere or do something that doesn't require improvisation
i will be the robot, unthinking and imperfect enough to seem real. waiting for you to come back home.
