I’m so sore from skating yesterday. At one point, I fell forward and planted chest-first into the ice. It was a relief to get out of Fresno, but I’m afraid it’s made me careless about school work this week. Instead, I’m downloading Jewel and reading Anne Sexton instead of Ezra Pound and getting up early to surf the internet. 

I want to be unwound. I’ve been thinking too much of the past.

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