With the lights out it's less dangerous
I'm home from work. I got a nosebleed from the heat, and was going to be sick, and it wasn't yet the hottest part of the day. I feel sad and lame, although I know intellectually that I'm not.
Better now--home and in a dark room, watching Moulin Rouge and crying and drinking lots of water.
And playing with the fuzzy short hairs on the back of my neck.
Better now--home and in a dark room, watching Moulin Rouge and crying and drinking lots of water.
And playing with the fuzzy short hairs on the back of my neck.
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Sorry you're not feeling well, love. Rest, and relax, and release...
*hugs you soundly, playing lightly with your shorn scalp*
fuzzy wuzzy had no hair!