i am here, she says, in small letters.

by dorarandom

yesterday i had a long conversation with a cashier about vegan worcestershire (….sp?) sauce, a product which exists. i felt a creeping general okayness. (a good thing.) tonight i have to have dinner with my grandparents—my grandfather being an exceptionally harsh old man, a little desperately i am trying to shore up fragments of okayness.

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