Tuesday, March 31, 2026


 I use to think about dying when I was a kid, and then watching people to see if they noticed, what they would say, and then I would pop back in from another door, and say that wasn't me, I didn't die. I just wanted to watch them watching me being dead and hear them talk about me, but they probably would not say what they were really thinking. They would be irritated I thought, finding out I was faking dead, and ignore me. I thought about wishing I could start over from scratch, but I'd still be me, or what's the point, but you can't really start over again unless you're alive, and then it's really not starting over, it's just trying to be some one.

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