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November 14th, 2000, 05:33 PM
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Dano
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I'm laying on the floor of my laundry room. I'm not exactly sure how long I've been here. Long enough for the cold from the concrete floor to have seeped up into my body. First the shivering, then the cold burning, now stillness. I'm not sure I could move even if I wanted to. There's a window off to my left, covered with an old, thin towel.
Was that letter really necesary? Couldn't you just have left it at the "let's be friends" lie? Did you have to tell me off? Are you getting some sort of enjoyment from the thought of me reading that letter? Walking in with the mail, opening the envelope with no return address, pulling it out and unfolding, reading. Sitting down heavily. Staring at the sheet of hate in my hands.
Did you imagine I'd start crying? If you did, at least I can take that image from you. It hurt too much to cry. People cry when they stub toes, when they run into doorjambs. Not when organs are removed.
God, I feel so mellodramatic. I feel like some sort of parody of angst. Like some sort of sketch-comedy skit.
I can't feel my feet anymore, and my hands are getting numb. The floor beneath me is hard, and it's deep into November. I know better than this. I'm an adult, a mature, responsible man. I'm also a healer, I've talked people out of suicide, I've helped people improve thier lives, even if all I did was listen. I'm connected to the Universe, I am divinity. I should be able to handle a bitchy letter from an ex-girlfriend.
The phone rings. I look over at the doorway, the first time I've moved in a long time. I slowly got up, the pins and needles in my feet hampering my steps. I get to it on the fifth ring, just as the machine picks up.
"Hello?"
"Thomas? Are you ok? You sound horrible."
"Oh, hey Crystal. No, I'm fine. I'm glad you called. I really need someone to talk to right now."
"What happened?"
[This message has been edited by Dano (edited November 14, 2000).]
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November 14th, 2000, 08:32 PM
#2
Inactive Member
Based on real life once again. I like the journal feeling that this thing is getting, and how is still is very high in literary merit.
I like this chapter, and hope that its not applying tooooo much to real life. You know where I am.
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"What you should be doing with me..."
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"Om Namaha Shivaya." ~ Dano
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November 17th, 2000, 07:14 AM
#3
Inactive Member
Just as long as Dano puts a little truth in his writing, he could never go wrong. Good beginning for a chapter.. I like.
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I try to be humble but this guy threw my greatness in my face! I'm trying to deny my greatness!
"Everything belongs to me because I am poor." - Jack Kerouac Visions of Cody
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November 17th, 2000, 04:22 PM
#4
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Nice imagery. I could feel the pain in my feet..haha. seriously, another good one. Now as always, I always miss the "based on real life thing" Then again, I'm out of the loop about stuff in Dano's life. Anyways, I want to read more!!
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