zen = amnesia = book = notes = type = profile = nhwc = px
43things = soma = three dog party = fotolog = host

heart whiplash

hanging out with an ancient-history ex-boyfriend is nice but also painful. i feel disoriented, my inner compass is all over the place, a homesick-for-the-past fog is obstructing my peripheral vision. i wish i were less vulnerable to the power of selective memory.

now that he has gone home i crave ice cream and emotion erasing. in lieu of that: sleep.

before = after