Thursday, April 16, 2015

I'm surprised that I really like it. I'm surprised that I want to lie next to him, that I want to wake up in the morning, and that war doesn't bother me. I can't remember any evidence that my choices have led to war. In fact I've moved further away from war. There's no one I would kill. There's nothing that makes me feel I need to kill. I've moved to a place where I'm happy, and other people are happy. When my nipples hurt I think of him eating and the milk comes. My husband has finally got the right fittings for his barbecue.

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