I'm sorry I disappeared. I got wrapped up in a mess that was big and loud and unfair and eventually I had to get away from him. And now I'm living in Boston. Things are fine except I don't have a job. I'm a little worried about being alone for the rest of my life and the shower never quite gets hot and everyday I eat a French Vanilla muffin from the coffeeshop across the street.
My hairs are so long now they reach just past my belly button.