Can you tell me why you are here?
Honestly, I’m not sure. I just knew that I couldn’t be THERE.
Are you safe?
You’re going to need to be more specific with that question. I mean at the moment I have absolutely no energy or emotion so a field mouse could kick my ass, but do I think that’s going to happen? No. So I guess I’m safe. Also, I don’t really have to go back, so I guess I am safe there too. The thing I am really struggling with is my own brain. I can not seem to get the would have, could have, and should have’s to stop.
How did you get here?
Was that a good idea?
I will not claim that it was a good idea, but it was a better idea than me staying where I was.
Why did you leave?
Because I couldn’t answer the question, why should I stay?
Our Last conversation was:
You’re really leaving because I am playing a porn game?
When will you be bringing the dogs back?
I will drop them off on Tuesday.
Well why don’t you just wait until Thursday?!
(It took me several trips to get this weeks things loaded into my car. Another couple to load the dogs, and the microwave dinner I had just finished nuking. But that was it. A few trips, no more words, no tears, no regrets. just a deep breath and a few steps.)
Why are you getting up? Where are you going?
- Because I don’t really know. and 2. Well, I guess the answer is kind of the same.
What’s next? I really don’t know.