it's raining.
I need coffee. I need to
get out
of this room
this town
and stretch my legs.
I need a new
book, a new idea
to write about.
I need a kind voice
on the phone.
a human touch.
I need arms around me
telling me
not to worry.
everything will be fine.
you'll see.
I need to get out of this
bed
and out of my
own head.
it's raining.
I need coffee.
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