Dear Doctor
It’s been a couple days. And I’ve composed many blog posts,
essays, and letters in my head. I wish I’d always had a computer at my
fingertips and the focus to write it all down. In any event, I’ve thought of a
couple of more things.
My fingernails have been destroyed, in fact right now I’ll
pick at anything I can. My hands just always want to busy doing something.
Sex has been great and frequent and I can’t keep my hands
off of him.
But my focus is still all over the place. I was in the
middle of drawing a stick figure when I put it down to finally write this post.
I might pick it back up again when I’m finished but more likely I’ll do
something else, for a second.
My only saving grace right now is that I’m alone. I don’t
have anyone to annoy the hell out of and I don’t have to interact with anyone.
It’s better this way. I just need to get myself together for this week.
Do you have anything that might help?
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