mister moved so slowly today i thought we are in two times that cooperate and converge. it feels slow and harried. my mind is a difficult dog to walk.
he's got his affliction and it's like black crust. mine was horrible and i guess you get used to things or your mind mitigates the horror but when i saw pictures i was aghast like it was someone else.
i'm not sure what this chalk graffiti means but it seems dire until it ends in sam + music.
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