You don’t exist

November 16, 2009 at 12:59 am · Filed under thoughts

“What are you doing?”

“I’m writing a note.”

“What’s it for?”

“Whoever finds it can try and save me. They can take me away from here.”

“I’ll help you. Just tell me. What to do.”

“No, you can’t help me. You don’t exist.”

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Here I am

November 2, 2009 at 5:37 am · Filed under thoughts

“What’s going to happen to me?”

“We don’t know for sure. But we’ll deal with it, alright? I’m here.”

“You’re right. Here I am. I’m not dead.”

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