07.13.05 - 12:29 p.m.

I'm sick, so last night I set out from the house to find popsicles. It was dusk and the abandoned RV that's stood on tiptoe at the edge of the Cancer Research Facility lot for weeks.....half-buried in the tall grass and half parking.....was all aglow inside.

I passed behind the hospital, and in between each of my steps its heavy breathing (the ventilation system) exhaled. I imagined that my passing-by might be regulating the airflow or subletly changing the rooms within...that the strange monster-awareness of the hospital could be influenced by the stride of a lone girl outside. I thought about the hallways softening and bending, looking for a way out.

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i whisper hello to everything