Last Night I walked home with a backpack the side of a Labrador attached to my back.
Last Night people thought I was some traveler living out of her rucksack, carrying her whole life on her back.
Last Night I drank a million cups of tea.
Last Night every hour I had to pee.
Last Night I convinced my self to leave the house and go buy honey and lemon because it would help to soothe the horse in my throat.
Last Night after paying for a five dollar bottle of honey, 'made with love', and two for a dollar lemons with a debit card, I walked across the street and saw a punk walking towards me. We barely acknowledged each others presence, we crossed paths with barely a nod.
Last Night I realized how big Manhattan is and how very small my little corner of 9th and 2nd ave really is.
Last Night I realized how sweet it is to sleep next to a dachshund.
Last Night I realized: it's all about being comfortable by yourself.
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