(Untitled)

[d_dreiberg]

The night air is cold - cold enough to clear my head at least. I've had so much on my mind lately, that I don't know where to start. I don't know how to put one thought above the others, to find one truth among the rubble

Comments

[d_dreiberg]

Not enough.

[Private to Kio]

I had a fight with someone.

[private]

[d_dreiberg]

I'm sitting on the roof, trying to sort out my thoughts. Trying to decide what to do.

I'm okay. I'm just conflicted.

[noahofdreams]

That's different. Most people don't want to think of anything else but leaving.

[d_dreiberg]

Yes, so I've gathered. But I keep hearing that there is no way out, no way back. I'm old enough to not hold many illusions about my situation.

In my way, I'm trying to make the best of it.

[noahofdreams]

There is a way back, I know people who've left. Just don't know how~.

But you're right, it's only sensible~ to make the best of how things are.

[d_dreiberg]

If there is a way back, then none of us can use it ourselves, it seems. I am thinking the scientists decided that those people were no longer useful to whatever experiment is going on here.

[mercifulsmile]

You want to live here, and never go back home?

[d_dreiberg]

Not 'never' - I'm just not looking too far ahead to what may be an impossible future.

[mercifulsmile]

...Don't stop believing that we won't be able to go back home, okay? It's not impossible. Others have returned, haven't they?

[d_dreiberg]

I'd probably be doing the same thing there as I am here.

[raisedtozero]

Your home looks like crap too?

[d_dreiberg]

Now it does. It didn't always.

[grandcrossed]

Devastated?

...though I don't mean to pry.

[d_dreiberg]

Yes - the buildings sort of looked like some do here, crumbling and falling apart.

[grandcrossed]

From how you speak about it, it sounds like a recent development...?

[d_dreiberg]

Yes, from a rather large and heavy explosion. Not quite a nuclear warhead, but close.