ACCOUNT OF MY DAYS
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OF THE NINETEEN THOUSAND
of the nineteen thousand days of my life so far
has any one been truly different?
reactions to weather eating shoes on shoes off
a cough or no cough kissing and odors calm eyes
overreactions to a reality that doesn't improve itself
with age or clasp me as if to keep me by its side
and is as typical or not typical of itself
as any day is of days in general
once very young I decided to make a mark in the
living room for every time I went there so as
to tell one from another and to get a total quickly
the best place to begin was a light socket
and I tried it and they've all been indistinguishable
in spite of the shock of them ever since