I feel like I’m done with life, even though it’s not yet done with me. No, I’m not talking about ending things early. I’m talking about the will to live. These are two very different things. Sometimes I love life, especially when I’m getting high. Right now, I’m not getting high. I’m not really living…
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Sariel looks down, away from my eyes, and very slowly lets out some words: “Sam … you … ah … you weren’t put in a grave. I mean, I wasn’t here, but I think you forgot yourself. We can talk about that later.” Sariel’s hand is still in mine, and her eyes slowly come up…
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I wake up, and for a brief moment, I feel nothing, see nothing, and hear nothing. My eyes are closed, and I feel like I’m surrounded by softness. I’m in that brief moment, where you don’t even know if you have to urinate or not, where you think you’re awake, but you’re not entirely awake….
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