The First Night
For starters, turn on the television. Flip past anything with human beings interacting with each other. Settle on the Food Network. Watch Rachael ray make 30 minutes of dpressing chili. Wish you had the strength to leave your bed. Your stomach is oddly light, full of stones that weigh nothing. You sleep with your eyes open that night, tears drying on your cheeks. The light from the street lamp casts a long beam across your floor and you think before you go to sleep that you look like a painting, motionless, serene.
Misadventures. 