maybe a bit more like a tiger, purring, now. it just beats too fast/hard for its (my) own good, the poor thing. and it explains my shaky hands. they took blood, again, and the nurse said, "wow, even your blood comes out shaky." super, i said. and now i'm on these crazy meds that are usually prescribed to people after they have heart attacks but turns out might actually provoke heart attacks. so, yay.
at least the shaking has stopped.
i can hardly sleep.
it doesn't rain enough.
did i mention i'm (still) in new mexico?
i can barely breathe, i miss you so, dulzura.