cracked heart.
i have a headache & it seems like i will never ever get any sleep as long as it is this cold. shouldn't march have ended a long time ago? (i can count to thirty-one but should it take this long to do it?)
anyway this heart will be in england forever, in the fall, & i am happy for her.
right now all i want is a great lot of chocolate cake & sixty pounds of blankets & skin. this house is astonishingly cold.