Death

If lonliness is death, if hell is other people, than I call the former home and the latter, on my list of concerns, the least of these. I wander around in my own strange state, floating on water; reading in the shade; sitting in front of the TV with an old and loved Nintendo controller in my hand. That is the only control I desire to have. And here, I suppose I have my future to look into. I'm not dead, but I'm as close as peacefully possible.

So long, and good night.