Workbook: February, 2007
- February 28, 2007: The smell of burning leaves.
- February 27, 2007: She used to goad me on purpose, trying to provoke explosions.
- February 26, 2007: "Our children are better than others."
- February 25, 2007: One sleeps at the center of the bed...
- February 24, 2007: Worry.
- February 23, 2007: Family, loyalty, support.
- February 22, 2007: Sweetness.
- February 21, 2007: Anger, white hot.
- February 20, 2007: You don't exist.
- February 19, 2007: You're an abuser.
- February 18, 2007: "What are you doing to me?"
- February 17, 2007: I showed it the phone.
- February 16, 2007: It grabbed me by the collar and got into my face.
- February 15, 2007: "I've put her through everything."
- February 14, 2007: "Do you want me to smoke?"
- February 13, 2007: Sneering: "She wants to help the people."
- February 12, 2007: "Call her! Call the one you love."
- February 11, 2007: "You know what I love so much about you?"
- February 10, 2007: "She isn't here. She's asleep."
- February 9, 2007: Imperative, with authority:
- February 8, 2007: Blood sugar.
- February 7, 2007: The cook's wife's eyes were yellow for weeks before she died.
- February 6, 2007: In the beginning my responses were destructive.
- February 5, 2007: To meet, and fall so instantly in love.
- February 4, 2007: Spiritual warfare.
- February 3, 2007: Inability to protect those you love.
- February 2, 2007: Powerlessness.
- February 1, 2007: Bottles.