Ambling…
Shuffling…
More of a zombie thing, than coherency.
Embarrassed she had stressed at the overtaxed pharmacist – who also was vexed that he voiced his whirling thoughts out loud.
He had innovated well on their behalf.
She knew she should not be in public like this – caught in a sinkhole from exploded adrenals.
People patterns pervaded and criss-crosssd verbatim.
Vitamins and nourishment.
Flowers and the sky.
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