Thursday, March 21, 2013

Make a Dot. Poke a Hole.

“We all move uneasily within our restraints. (Kay Redfield Jamison)  Guess what?  I started a new Mood Stabilizer on Tuesday: Lamotrigine.  And my Deep and Passionate desire to visit the Piercing Pagoda has been nixed by my psychiatrist. But Guys, I really want a piercing.  Make a dot.  Poke a hole.  Make dot.  Poke a hole.  I am craving the pain.   The dull burn that would refocus my mind and help me get by.  Despite that fact, I haven't given in to the temptation yet.  Nope.  Instead, here I sit in South Bend Chocolate Company typing away, fighting tears, and wishing there was a hand to hold right now.  Make a dot.  Poke a hole.  Make a dot.  Poke a hole.

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