Day 11,307 into immortality.

People are weak creatures of habit. Nobody really realizes how much they identify themselves by how they get up for the same thing every morning or how they look in the mirror or how it feels to brush their teeth on any given day... what a day even feels like. You forget what your favorite words were. You forget how to ( Read more... )

We're making a lot of progress. Ruby says I'm learning more slowly than she would like. She pushes me, Dean, just like you used to do. She stands up to me, too ( Read more... )

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Day 13,608.

The day I got down, I didn't tell you why. It's been almost seven years since then and I'm only just now starting to face it. When I got down, Sammy, it was because you asked me to.

It had been thirty years since I'd seen you, but you looked the way you'd always looked the same as when I saw you last. And then I was almost convinced that ( Read more... )

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It's warm today. It reminds me of that time you told me that Dad went to the hardware store and you took me out for ice cream. It turned out that he was sneaking back inside to patch that bullet hole he got for being an idiot at a bar on their anniversary. You just didn't want me to see the blood. I knew, but I didn't tell you. I didn't want you to ( Read more... )