the predatory wasp of the palisades is out to get us!

hormones are aggravating my sad ovary.
i sort of feel like everyone on planet earth is glaring at me
even though i know this isn't true.
i sort of feel homesick. though i don't know for what.
homesick for safety. for quiet.
for nothing. a dark shroud
on the heart.
there are days i think i've made no progress since high school.
today is one of them.
this, too, i know is not true. but it's so hard to remember.
estrogen makes everything so hard.