I kick the espresso desk, and it tumbles on to the rug. I am so Bored with nonsense deaths, so, so tired… why can’t individuals just acknowledge their variances and reside in peace? Why do they continue to keep battling wars that began generations ago? Why are unable to They only sit and discuss and

A noise interrupts my ideas. an individual is unlocking the front doorway. This could certainly’t be. Jack is the only one particular who's got The real key. I hear the doorway opening and shutting, and 1 second afterwards, the appreciate of my everyday living appears at the highest on the stairs. I