January 24, 2008 § 7 Comments
I am tired but not sleepy.
There’s no food in the fridge.
R.’s suitcase is empty except for a shirt, a bra, and three plastic bags.
I can’t decide if I want a glass of scotch or not.
I am running out of cigarettes.
I am in dire need of a haircut.
It is really fucking cold.
The stairs need shoveling.
I think I have to get a cell phone.
I can’t afford a cell phone.
I can’t stop thinking about him.
I shouldn’t have picked up when my mother called.