Oh eleven.

by Makola

“Alice. You’ve disappeared. Like everything else. Now who else can I talk to? I’m lost. When you left, and he left, you took everything with you.  But the absence of him is everywhere I look.  It’s like a huge hole has been punched through my chest. But in a way, I’m glad. The pain is the only reminder that he was real.  That you all were.”
  • Happy new year? Really?
  • Oh yeah. Happy 2011.
  • To Do: learn how to drive (is there a book called Driving for Dummies?), complete pending HW (even though you’re supposedly on vacation, discard old papers (i wish), stop thinking (right now).
  • In other news, we found three stray bullets on our roof. Yes it’s the City of Lights. Yes it’s a new year.
  • But what has changed?

m.

CofL


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