Tuesday, August 26, 2008

yarghgh


(the persistence of memory, dali 1931. image from wikipedia)

i think these clocks melted while trying to time rounds, which today felt like a vortex of sloooooooow-motion torture.

i
am
so
tired
of
the
PICU!!

fatigue + feelings of worthlessness --> apathy. anger. agony. and i am sad that it feels this way, thus adding a final layer of shame as the bitter (poisonous) cherry on top of my PICU sundae.

god, i sound awful. i think it's probably good for everyone that this month is almost up.

2 comments:

  1. atilla10:41 PM

    so how was dinner?

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  2. Anonymous11:07 PM

    Endure and you will soon have the power of reflection to help assuage the pain of this past month in PICU.

    In the meantime, I just finished this delightful book about running, I bet would lift your spirits a bit
    What I Talk About When I Talk About Running
    by Haruki Murakami

    Hang in there!

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