i woke up, had dreamt of little boys in plastic wrap, spilt my coffee, bit my lip, listened to a pony tailed professor, cried to a stranger, was confused by the uncountable, rushed to eat, played a rondo, unbalanced, less thumb, fell asleep in the post-modernist era, ran a race, 41:40 minutes of fall, erg 20 minutes, arms only, back only, legs only, full body, power 10, dinner late, filled my plate, had a date, was late, lost my spoon, laughed for real, back here, alone...learning how to be alone. tomorrow its about bringing that 10 down to a 9.5 and blaming him less and loving me more.