mindless eating

downing peanut M&M's and watching re-runs of One Life to Live. you'd like i was a single lady.

husband's oxygen machine was delivered today, and w/ the bedroom door shut, i can hear it humming away. i have to say, i might sleep better with that sound rather than the wheeze/snore combo.

thinking of pathways. lines that are near, lines that fan out and ones that come back together.

parting ways with the past.

and wondering why i can't bitch slap people in real life like they do in Soaps.

*maysa blu