check your sugarcoat at the door

making up for lost time

8/26/08: It’s still prior to noon and I’ve chugged three Diet Cokes with the fervor of a deprived addict. This could be why my fingers are shaking and my mind is so hyperactive. I’ve not been feeling well. My forehead hurts to the touch from pressing my fists into it two days ago while I screamed muffled noises into a towel and made a sprawl of myself on the floor wearing hardly any clothes. It’s taking a white knuckled grip to keep it together at work. I was an hour late.

I DO NOT LIVE LIKE THIS ANYMORE.

I am seeing more and more of who I was by reviewing writing from the past few years.

I am so happy to be where I am.

-CJ

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