Monday, September 29, 2008

The Last Year of Life

Day 4. Bedroom. 7:37AM
It's Saturday but I wake up before anyway. My body has tuned itself to do this. Every day. I don't use an electronic alarm anymore. I taste for the first time of the day. I spit on the pillow next to me. Rub it in. I did call Kenny last night. He was pretty busy, but as always, he was enthusiastic about hearing from me. I hastily ended the call before I could ask for his advice, though. Imposing is the

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