Day 30 just crying I miss cigarettes and sugar And I'm scared and I'm sad And I feel sorry for my family And I'm lonely And I cried on the floor Ozzy called and his voice was so soft And I cried some more And I'm crying now He said try not to keep things in And I cried And then we talked a little bit about boobies Boobies are comforting. I want to cry into boobies Maybe I'll go to the beach Aunt Z did that for a couple of months when she was mad at everyone I'm not mad I'm sad and stuck People here think if you're American, everything's magically easy You can't be broke or traumatised or socially awkward or have a typical Egyptian conservative baba I know I'm privileged, I don't mean to sound ungrateful I'm glad Ozzy called and not the slinky lady I might sell my car at some point One or two copywriting gigs would really make me feel better |