"That's why I wear my rubbers when it rains, and eat an apple every day, then see the doctor anyway. What if I can't live to love you as long as I want to?"
Let's focus on the ground for a minute. That closest-to-a-solid, bone & joint moves, though inaudible.
I can't work with this any longer. This Rem-Koolhaasing of my life. blocks only stack so high before tumbling. closed in a clumsy slump it looks precarious because it is precarious.