Diary post: the body imprisons

i had so much to do today but i am light headed, weak, dizzy.  _my pulse races.  _i can barely sit up to write these words.  _this body imprisons.  _the garden, the view from my window is lush and green. _i have surrounded my sick bed with beauty and life. _my gilded  cage.

I am amused._Posted by blanksheet on 11/30/2005 02:07:10 AM
random props…_Posted by deidra on 12/19/2005 02:54:21 PM
My sister, Leslee, has trigeminal neuralgia. She expresses to me so much how the constant pain of her disease is hard to live with, but the loneliness it causes, is even worse. You have expressed these same insights in a way that re-opened a window for me into her world. Thank you. It is often difficult for us who do not have to live in the world of no mirrors to remember._Posted by lady on 12/20/2005 07:11:12 PM

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