cupboardand last night i felt like the weight of paper andthen i felt like i would sink into everything i touch.and yesterday i thought that maybe a bottle ofred wine and 3am and then too many post it notesand staring at the ceiling from the tiles in thekitchen would make the tiger hiding in the cupboardgo away. and if you could line up miles of mountains,that's how far away i felt from myself. even though,i could see me in the mirror and i could hear mesaying stop it stop it stop it. you are not here anymore. you are not there any more, and suddenlyi was sitting cross-legged on the floor of the living room. watching the telev