almost there
I'm still alive. I haven't died, I haven't had sex in the library (or at all), I haven't done too many illegal drugs/substances.
I breathe in, I breathe out. The movement of oxygen and carbon dioxide further supports that I am alive.
I feel. The nerve endings in my fingers work. My hands are cold from typing, my legs hurt from random bruises here and there.
I see. People everywhere in the library.
I think. My mind trails here and there, not stopping to linger on too many things. Things get fuckity that way.
I'm me, right? Yes? Who knows anymore. Maybe I am new. A new breed straight out of Winona. No one to mate with. How barbaric.
Here. Yes. Here. I am here.
I'm almost home. Will I change back? I am a solid being now. You can't touch me. You can't make me sad. I don't do sadness. You can't touch me, enter my soul, warm myself. You can't. I said so. I know better. Stop.
I breathe in, I breathe out. The movement of oxygen and carbon dioxide further supports that I am alive.
I feel. The nerve endings in my fingers work. My hands are cold from typing, my legs hurt from random bruises here and there.
I see. People everywhere in the library.
I think. My mind trails here and there, not stopping to linger on too many things. Things get fuckity that way.
I'm me, right? Yes? Who knows anymore. Maybe I am new. A new breed straight out of Winona. No one to mate with. How barbaric.
Here. Yes. Here. I am here.
I'm almost home. Will I change back? I am a solid being now. You can't touch me. You can't make me sad. I don't do sadness. You can't touch me, enter my soul, warm myself. You can't. I said so. I know better. Stop.