Mar 17, 2006 20:17
Before it ever receds into the cobwebs of my mind, Im going to write down what happened and how I felt on the day when it all changed.
I precisely closed all my senses, I was sick of the pain and suffering. I pleaded with God every night for help, to reconcile what is breaking apart. I got sick of that too and stopped. And I hear her in pain sometimes if I ver were to think of it. And we just continued watching that demon box. I hate myself. I Hate.
And so fast forward to a day and date that I don't remember. I just know the time when I woke up. Picked up the phone, looked at the time. Routinely, just tooked my keys and matter of factly, hoped into the cab. Noticed how significant it was then, just myself travelling alone. Small talk in transit. yeah, visiting someone.
Why would I want to pace forward? What did I want to find out? I knew it was the end, I might have even felt relieved...