4.18.2007
at any rate...
when dr. a looked at the clock on the desk next to his chair and followed it up with "well, that's all the time we have" i thought he was shitting me. therapy flew by tonight. it felt like 17 minutes.
i headed for my car which was parked in the baptist parking lot. when i reached my car, i decided to sit on its trunk and cheat death a couple more times. i began to shiver but i didn't feel all that cold. maybe my thoughts were contributing to the shakes as i've noticed that happening recently.
when i sat in my car and turned the key, the stereo came on automatically. today i discovered that listening to nine inch nails' with teeth at a volume of 26 (20 is usually my max) made me feel kinda ok (when i wasn't worried about a speaker exploding plastic into my eyes). i decided i would listen to the last song before i drove out of the parking lot. i kept my headlights off so as not to disturb the passing traffic. as "right where it belongs," the soft album ender, blasted itself into my brain, i was reminded of sitting in the same parking spot, warming both my car and myself after a 12 minute walk from our old apartment to the baptist lot. it'd be morning and still dark so i always made sure to keep my headlights off.
what a song.
when dr. a looked at the clock on the desk next to his chair and followed it up with "well, that's all the time we have" i thought he was shitting me. therapy flew by tonight. it felt like 17 minutes.
i headed for my car which was parked in the baptist parking lot. when i reached my car, i decided to sit on its trunk and cheat death a couple more times. i began to shiver but i didn't feel all that cold. maybe my thoughts were contributing to the shakes as i've noticed that happening recently.
when i sat in my car and turned the key, the stereo came on automatically. today i discovered that listening to nine inch nails' with teeth at a volume of 26 (20 is usually my max) made me feel kinda ok (when i wasn't worried about a speaker exploding plastic into my eyes). i decided i would listen to the last song before i drove out of the parking lot. i kept my headlights off so as not to disturb the passing traffic. as "right where it belongs," the soft album ender, blasted itself into my brain, i was reminded of sitting in the same parking spot, warming both my car and myself after a 12 minute walk from our old apartment to the baptist lot. it'd be morning and still dark so i always made sure to keep my headlights off.
what a song.
