maybe you just need some peace

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I am slowly mucking out the wreckage, with a soundtrack. More important than the SpaceX excitement and, oddly, makes me more able to face the exertions of dealing with something I don't even want to think about, let alone live in.

I'll just eat roast chicken from the store off paper plates until I have the spit to call the plumber about my sink. I'll do my dishes in the not-a-tub. I will endure the vacuum cleaner for no longer than ten minutes, and just shit-can whatever else is in my way.

That will put me back to just plain unendurable.

pipe up any time....