Friday, February 11, 2005
I feel, I dunno--strange.
I've felt better myself.
My stomach's all tied up in--I dunno, something.
Yeah, I know what you mean. Some kinda blockage, or lump, or--hitch.
Yeah, that's it. A twist. Over and through. Pulled tight. But it's--
No, it's--the opposite of--
The opposite of what?
I don't know. Whatever it is, it's the opposite of--
And it's spreading.
Yeah. It's out about to here on my forearms. Down to here on my calves.
I think it's seeping into us.
Leaching. Like through some kind of semantic membrane.
Yeah, maybe. Which means that before long--
We'll be completely tied in--