The sky today is clear but I am dull and heavy. Painfully in need of touch which is not available. My eyes close and in the monstrously slowed down flickers of blinking I see entire movies, a melodramatic summary of what went before. Past intermingles with present and I give people today the answers to other people before. Things I did not say at the time, mostly.

Mostly. Mostly, I just need a hug.