empty_room morphine. oh except for that little red couch. 021216 ... . . 131106 ... rabekah Blather to me, right now, is an empty room. I've arrived before anyone else. It's also too much attention. There is no where to hide. I can't be pushed to the bottom of list. You are nearly forced to read my words. There is no excuse for ignoring them, unless you don't find the title intriguing. There is nothing but time, when I'm at top and nearly alone. 131106 ... epitome of incomprehensibility I sat in the little read couch and read the words on the other wall, spread out like an eye chart. My diagnosis: I have sight but not always insight. 131107 ... e_o_i ...red couch, I meant. But the mistake is fortuitous. 131107 ... fir3cube ... adjust ...! ...adjusting ...!! 131107 ... fir3cube conflict .... conflicted ...! 131107 what's it to you? who go blather from