The phone solicitor woke me up a little after 8:30 last night, scared, cold and lonely. Me, not him. I hung up without asking how he was. I suppose anxiety best describes my condition.
Is it the looming inauguration? Well, I'm sure that's in the mix.
There are circumstances that I'm withholding in order to protect others. It's not their fault that they play major roles in my imagination.
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