Sunday, November 20, 2011


on Rhapsody.
Went to Gwen's memorial. Had coughing fits. Came home. Can't talk or laugh without going into a fit. Going to doc this week. This always happens when I get a bit of a cold. It settles into my bronchials.

Brought Julie and Phoenix back to the orphanage tonight. Didn't hit me till a while ago; I tried not to grow attached to them, but I did. There's no space psychically now between me and animals. It's as if it's a mother or a sister, or a lover, a heart connection that can form early. Keeping them alive.

Sunish calls to check on me. These South Asian men. Sensitive. Strong. Good combination.

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