02-21-08| 5:04 pm

Oh, help. I am living in fiction again. Literally, figuratively. Take this as you will.

The pain is not very strong and yet I have read 2,000 pages in 3 days. The only time he sleeps next to me now is in dreams. I do not sleep.

New books pages words and yet the same phrase is cutting through.

"If I missed you, would you miss me back?"

Look. I did something I didn't expect. Had a relationship. Ended it.