I'm totally mental. I mean it though- I don't know what was worse just now....my head being so disgustingly girl today about running or not being able to find a picture that I can go hide in. Seriously...poring (pouring?) through pictures and not finding the one that could hold me caused me as many disgustingly girlie tears. But we're okay now. I'm not here anymore, I'm there. It's quiet, except for the low hum of the earth spinning at 1,100 mph, which no one but serious whackjobs like me can hear anyway. Sometimes an owl, and the train off in the distance. I'm completely safe and my head is quiet and I'm okay. Cept whenever I get ready to walk away from this picture I feel BOOOOO again. Okay, a book. I'll go get a book. THANK GOD I don't feel this way often. Tomorrow will be Normal Nicki day again. I should eat. I don't think I've eaten since this morning.
On the dock. Stay on the dock. Pillow, blanket, 70 degrees, moon. Quiet.
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