Wednesday, November 23, 2005
through the woods
Last week, I felt like my responsibilities had their hands on my rib cage and were crushing my bones into my lungs. In other words, I felt like I couldn't breathe. But this week, everything is much, much better. Perhaps it is the prospect of two Thanksgiving meals tomorrow that has got me forgetting my troubles and deciding which Thanksgiving outfit will allow me the maximum amount of expansion room without needing to unzip.