257 Weeks

You could be waiting for a day that won't come
Friday, December 18, 2009
painful cheekbones
I learned yesterday that a good friend has gone to jail. I'm very upset by this. Within the first day or two of being there he was beaten. It is exactly the way it is perceived by television. I had no idea what was going on until someone told me. I just don't know what I am/should be feeling right now.

I haven't written in forever and I can't believe this is the first thing I'm writing about. it's the only thing I've had the drive to write about lately. I have no urge to do anything else. I don't want to finish writing my essays, I don't want to look at my scripts, I don't want to go out, I don't want to see people, I don't want to shop, i don't want to dance, I don't want to leave my apartment, I don't want to celebrate christmas. I don't want to do anything.

This morning I woke up at the foot of my bed. I wonder where I'll wake up tomorrow.

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