don’t tell me what to do

friday 13 november 2009by: mishiPosted on: 11-13-2009 @ 12:35 pm

 copied from wrongplanet december 2010

friday the 13th. I’ve already had the worst “luck” that could possibly have landed in my sphere, and it didn’t come on a friday the 13th.

this morning the woman from whom I rent a bedroom asked me if I’d noticed, when I went to put out some recycling, whether the town had come and taken away her bags of leaves. “no, I didn’t notice. I was off in my own world.” says she: I know. you gotta stop doing that. I did not belt her, but I wanted to. I do not have to stop going to my own world, especially not so I can pay attention to what’s happening to someone else’s bloody leaves. or for anything involving any human being. what have humans ever been to me but unrelenting anxiety?~~~~~~~~~~~~ website  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  a href=”http://twitter.com/share” data-count=”none” data-via=”annegrace2″ data-related=”ziidjian:outre tweeting”>Tweet</a><script type=”text/javascript” src=”http://platform.twitter.com/widgets.js”></script

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