I know what I know

If you know what I mean.

We killed him. Collectively, we did everything we could to ensure his death. We succeeded. By the end of it all, it was common knowledge that we needed to join forces or die. We joined forces. We died anyway.

Working on another mix CD. Somehow, I'm lacking inspiration. The mix is too sad to give away.

Back and forth. Back and forth. Ignore every emotion, always. Back. Embrace most emotions, sometimes. Forth. Pick and choose.

I could write you a letter. Instead, I'm working on a story I had been working on before. Not sure of the title. Or where it's going. I certainly know where it's coming from.

I think I may be going to Barking Tuna Fest tonight. I feel like I'm coming down with something. I know I'm coming down with something. It's never stopped me before.

Too much I. Too much apology. Aware. Acknowledged. Mildly apologetic.

-Theresa