Saturday, February 23, 2013
C is for Clara: A Gorey Day
"C is for Clara who wasted away." What time is it? Its Xanax Time! No, seriously, a Panic Attack that lasts two plus hours must be respected for the Beast it is, and, then, treated with the proper ammunition. Hence, Xanax Time. Everything seems frightening, right now. My Job. My Heart. My Attachments. Its all dangerous. Probably will lead to another Crippling Breakdown. My hands are shaking and I am so cold. I need reassurance, and, at the moment, no one is available. "C is for Clara who wasted away."