Physically and figuratively.
The good news is that doctors aren't sure if my nose is actually broken and that I think I look kinda good with a roman nose, y'know, just in case I get to keep it rather than having it disappear when it heals. My first moshpit injury since a fractured toe at a Nirvana concert.
The world's a really messed up place right now. Seems only a very few folk around me are happy, and the happy ones are so busy being pleased with life that they've precious little time to shine for those of us who aren't. Good on them, it's rare enough right now...guard it and keep it safe.
I've been missing people lately, but it gets harder to actually get up and go see them every time. Circles are shifting, and I think I'm staying still right now. Watching to see how it all shakes down, who's here, who's gone. Then I'll figure out my way to where I need to be within the structure.
My nose fucking well hurts. I'm going to go to bed and ignore it. Maybe it'll be over itself by morning.
Monday, March 17, 2008
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Take care, you. Don't hesitate to call if you need to, no matter when.
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