Sleep would not come easily tonight. Sadness and emptiness of heart swirled in Alex's consciousness--a thick, swirled mess and yet an abstract beauty like oil spilled in a parking lot. Over the years, Xanex, Lithium, and Prozac had tried to make amends within her fractured man.Patricia is a feverish writer of literary nonsense and an indie filmmaker. She haunts the stacks of your favourite bookstore, sips coffee at the local beanery, and collects journals of random scribbles.
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