Hopeless
Hopeless and
Hollow,
Moving robotically.
Empty and
Exposed.
Not who I used to be.
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First thing this morning a student turned in three overdue books. On dying. It took all I had in me not to cry while shelving them. I wish I didn't have to be here today. I have to be though. There was a very important meeting this morning, and another one is coming up. I just want to go home and lock myself up at my place and never come out again. I want to make God mortal and then kill him. I want to scream. I want to go to sleep and not wake up until right before I'm due to die. Or when a time machine is invented. A part of me has died, and I don't know when I'll ever be whole again. I've lost the most amazing man I've ever met. I've lost someone who could read me like a book. Who could finish my sentences. Who knew when my happiness was a facade. A facade is going to be my new best friend.
True, lasting peace cannot be secured through the strength of arms alone. Among free peoples, the open exchange of ideas ultimately is our greatest security
My brain is jello today. Has been since around 2 or so. Didn't hang up from talking with Jason until 3:30 in the morning or so. You know it's bad when I'm not witty enough to remember a line from the Declaration of Independence as a smartass comeback. When my twang starts coming back.