Morning is just a few lilac cracks in the curtains. Meanwhile, this is a subdued heaven: sleeping unpenerated by carcrash burglar ejaculation dreams, or the shrill bell of the alarm; my cushion which forms a makeshift bedstead falling and cocooning my head; lazily waking up making weak tea; debbie harry giving me little trembles of excitement; knowing all i have to do today is read henry james, go to the handicapped school, eat sushi and drink beer.
whatever you do, take pride.
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