Squeaky Clean

I can smell shampoo and it�s making me paranoid. So much so that it�s making me wonder if I stayed in the shower long enough to wash it all out of my hair, or whether somewhere on my head there is a hidden layer of clean waiting to erupt.

My greatest fear is that on my way to or from therapy tomorrow it will rain, and I will leave a trail of bubbles in my wake as I walk down the street.

Don�t you just love brain fog???


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