God,
I am feeling like I am watching M.'s past in the TV. I feel liike I am the nurse right now and I am observing her symptoms.
What is going on!?!
What is this?
The impulse towards nostalgia is so powerful.
She sometimes asks me where spots is while she's looking at him.
Is this part of the death process?
If this is Gods sense of humor I am not really into it.
And he kind of sucks.
I don't know why this is interesting for Himself.
What else can I say at this point?
I am the geek who couldn't sleep. Every sad soul goes through this. It is my time to endure. I need God by my side even though it seems like he is betraying me with every breath I take. I can't take a breathe without it seeming like God is betraying and making a joke of me.
What can one do in this black feast but dance?
Silently Anonymous,
-The Archer