Times Like This
June 13th 2007 12:48 pm
It’s times like this I wish I didn’t have a job. I could just go home and hide. Or get out of the city and go some place nobody could find me for a little while. It’s times like this I wish I had no friends or family, so that I would not affect others. It’s times like this I wish I didn’t have a blog, or any email addresses, or a phone. It’s times like this I wish I did not exist.
Hopefully, it’s times like this that make me stronger. Hopefully, times like this don’t go on forever.
It’s times like this that make me regret. It’s times like this that make me scream, and worry, and be afraid. It’s times like this that prohibit rational thought.
I wish I could go away in a time like this.

