1000 slow leaks hide deflation until white noised & acceptable. Sleep or hibernation, each morning a mid-winter wakening, as in never, as in not quite twilight, perpetual state of interrupted yawn, of couch-lounge dream and milk-bloated cereal sog of neglect. Hit snooze; stream life, a palmed convenience & #BingeWatch. Hold heart to chest, feel no

I let a mosquito suck me dry. It started in the most unspectacular way possible. I sat at my desk, as I did most evenings; suspended over an unfinished sentence. I let my hand come to rest at the end of the page after violently scraping my pencil across a line of my own words.

People experience depression differently. Some people have the energy to carry on daily activities while others can’t even manage to get out of bed or home. I’m the latter. I will lie still in bed, or on other surfaces for hours and stare at whatever that is close to me. Things seem enlarged and more

I am jealous of Sleeping Beauty, because she gets to Sleep forever. She can Bypass the dreaded Small Talk that comes with existing. She can Ignore the Social Cues and Vocal Inflections that tell me I am Wrong. She gets to spend her days Living in a fantasy. One where she is the Main Character.

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