Monday, July 18, 2011

What was...

On a certain night, a girl's life came back. So there are details, again. She gets sent away to be a maid, some stuff, some feelings, some other stuff, she gets knocked down by a guy, and she leaves the body, floats around the room, but she didn't die. Mmmmm. It was very sad, but not so much just because of the details, it was the feeling that was sad, the feeling that went with it at 3 0'clock in the morning, crying about some other person's life, which got implanted into your head for some reason, or it was just the feeling, that touched on the details of something else? But then, it has to be let go of. There's lots of people that didn't know what to do when they faced something dreadful. There's that older documentary, Maxed Out, that talks about people, even college kids, committing suicide, seeing debts piling up and seeing no way out. There were all those dreadful things. They happened to your family, to you, to your neighbors and friends. There was all that PTSD and suffering. But then the sun came up and went down, and came up and went down, and came up and went down again, and what was it going to be again, the next thing you did, on the next day, what was it going to be...

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