Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Bad Day at Black Rock

I'm on the train to work, watching the city lights twinkle along the Willamette river, hoping no one can tell I'm crying.

I've been having the worst panic attack of my life for the last seven hours. It's never been this bad before and I'm freaking out.

I suspect there are a few reasons for this, one of which being the impending "anniversary" of the death of the man I considered my brother. i'd give anything to hear him laugh one more time.

I don't know how I'm going to get through the next eight hours.

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