Dear Diary - Of Wolves and Booze
Written in a wobbly, inconsistent hand that rises and falls erratically.
I am thoroughly drunk!
The wolves drove me to it, of course. The shouting, growling, fighting wolves.
One of em changed several times before my eyes, though the look of him never once shifted. From man to monster to one desperate to make a difference, it seemed. Hard to tell which is the larger part of him. The other wasn't what I'd thought, but how much is the job he'd come to do, and how much his own arrogance? The third, the quiet one? Ha! Quiet. How's that for irony, since she was the one being silenced the whole time. Her changes seem to've been deeper, ongoing, and far more interesting.
It weren't my fight, which left me to feel helpess and frustrated. Didn't understand half of what was happening. Wasn't something I should've even bore witness to, but it was brought out and waved round for any and all to see. There's troubles there. Big ones. I didn't need the quiet wolf to tell me that. No wonder Sadie ain't been round to play much lately.
Smuggled vinegar makes the fish at Bloody's far more than tolerable. Oh yes! Don't help the ale none, though.
Now I'm crawling into bed afore my falling over wakes Chaz.
I am thoroughly drunk!
The wolves drove me to it, of course. The shouting, growling, fighting wolves.
One of em changed several times before my eyes, though the look of him never once shifted. From man to monster to one desperate to make a difference, it seemed. Hard to tell which is the larger part of him. The other wasn't what I'd thought, but how much is the job he'd come to do, and how much his own arrogance? The third, the quiet one? Ha! Quiet. How's that for irony, since she was the one being silenced the whole time. Her changes seem to've been deeper, ongoing, and far more interesting.
It weren't my fight, which left me to feel helpess and frustrated. Didn't understand half of what was happening. Wasn't something I should've even bore witness to, but it was brought out and waved round for any and all to see. There's troubles there. Big ones. I didn't need the quiet wolf to tell me that. No wonder Sadie ain't been round to play much lately.
Smuggled vinegar makes the fish at Bloody's far more than tolerable. Oh yes! Don't help the ale none, though.
Now I'm crawling into bed afore my falling over wakes Chaz.