mammoth
"I had gotten in too deep. It would have been so easy if only I could have cried. But crying wasn't an option, because I felt that far ahead of me there was something really worth crying about."
"I guess I felt attached to my weakness. My pain and suffering too. Summer light, the smell of a breeze, the sound of cicadas - if I like these things, why should I apologize. The same with having a beer with you…" The Rat swallowed his words. "I don't know why."
What could I say.
"I guess I felt attached to my weakness. My pain and suffering too. Summer light, the smell of a breeze, the sound of cicadas - if I like these things, why should I apologize. The same with having a beer with you…" The Rat swallowed his words. "I don't know why."
What could I say.