Monday, November 22

Brain Monster

I can’t think of a person more well-versed in guilt than I am. Mine is the all-pervasive breed that crawls up your leg in a dark movie theater, and lodges itself in a pocket.

Eventually, though, mine crawled much farther, and planted itself it my mouth, so that every other phrase out of it is “I’m sorry.”

Lately it has occupied more space throughout my brain, (but of course it doesn’t feel bad for taking up that prime real estate) which is why I’ve been missing lately. Bogged down in a sea of guilt about ten or twelve different things, I have not written anything for this many days. I’M SORRY.

In other news, people create entire blogs, not just entries, in the personas of their pets.


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