archives for Friday 21 December 2001
when they stop the drum machine
Friday 21 December 2001 | I like a cookie
and I can think again
maybe I’ll remember what it was
I tried to describe PMS to M. the other night. “It’s like…eighteen babies screaming in your cranium all at the same time and you can’t get them to shush, or it’s like…that feeling you get when you have a fever, or when you’re coming out from […]
