silence
my silence has grown large, as if an absence of something could be big or...silence could be loud. i assume that everyone is watching the same station as me, but maybe not. the back story might explain a few new things, but in the end it is my silence, for me and by me. if you need something you will have to ask for it. i'm not second guessing.
everything points to a need for thicker walls. i'm going to go deep soon and by all appearances, i have already left. but i will leave a placeholder, a two-dim to keep my place in line until i return. forward all requests through him, but know that his role is more of a guard than a messenger.
i've so many things to do. i can't really spare the time to watch the sunset. everything i want to do right now comes with huge ULA and commitments and unwinding scrolls of required supplies. my pencil runs out just checking items off the list. but i think i am almost there. number two pencils? check. college rule notebooks? check. check. check. pens? i got a box of them! all that is lacking is a suitable sacrifice and someone to make the green bean casserole.
things are not as bad as they look.
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all has not yet been lost.
cross posted lj/ms