up until last night, i've been a zombie. forced smiles and chopped hairs and twitching when i tried to relax.
it's good to sit in a pile a of cushions between people i love with a bag of gummy worms, a bloody mary, and a national geographic movie called "monster black holes."
but still. that ended with a tummy ache and a fear of getting sucked into pure nothingness. and more twitching.
last night i was the opposite of a black hole, spitting out light and energy and dance, warping space-time into infinity.
when i went to sleep, i did not twitch.
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