From a rat's nest filled with tiles and uninstalled bathroom fixtures, trying desperately to claw its way away from its nickname:
There are things besides smells that remind you of the past. Yesterday reminded me of something I wrote several years ago. So because I'm empty, I'll reuse it.
12 July 2002
I feel like I'm hanging from a thread that's about to snap. It's taut and has started to fray on the outside. I don't know what's at the bottom if I fall.
It goes on but it's not relevant so I'll spare you.
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