Thursday, September 4, 2008 @11:52 PM
I'm really not supposed to be here right now. But I don't know how to work my way around this big great boulder stacked in front of me, or find my way out of this tunnel I'm in. Dirty water splashing against my shoes, mouldy walls, vomit-inducing echoes of dripping drops.It's really a day at a time. I think I've mastered occlumency, it's that circle of wall pressing against my mind. Comforting and painful at the same time.Is this really supposed to happen? I'll never see my desk empty for the rest of my life.Crossing into a friday. Weekend. Rarely do I want to distance myself from the weekend.At the age of 83, Anne was distraught at turning into a widow. Deciding to join her husband in death, she called her doctor to ask where her heart was. "It's right below your left breast." Hearing this, she took her husband's revolver, placed it at the right spot ("I'll be with you soon") and fired.Half an hour later, she was admitted into hospital for a gunshot wound, to the... left knee.
♥ you and i both loved