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"You're staying home," she said. "You need to get better."
But I only get worse when I'm alone.

He sits alone, accompanied only by the thoughts swirling around his head and the noises emanating from his speakers.  Where did this change come from?  He wonders silently to himself, pondering the possibilities.  What caused this shift in character?  Various reasons flit through his mind like thousands of little blue butterflies sailing through ( Read more... )

He puts on his magical headphones and is whisked off to a far away land.  The sounds lead him through a calm glade of weeping willows.  Those always were his favorite.  Something similar to nostalgia overtakes his senses.  It's a familiarity of the past, but it doesn't seem to have occurred in his memory.  What, then, provoked this feeling?  Nature ( Read more... )

( A picture is worth a thousand words )

The sky was beautiful tonight.
I wish I had someone to share it with.

A paper airplane drifts across the street, caught in the wind.  It yearns so deeply to fly, and it just barely lifts off the ground.  This scrap of paper has been transformed in such a way that it can do things that no ordinary piece of paper could accomplish.  It finally takes into flight, soaring majestically across the road.  A car promptly runs ( Read more... )

His phone vibrates against the loose change in his bag.  Perhaps he has a phone call...no, just one text message.  He realizes what has happened, and chuckles slightly at the sender's misfortune.  Two minutes later, it happens again.  And again.  No longer is he amused, but rather annoyed at the inconvenience.  His thoughts drift off to those days ( Read more... )

Nothing seems to go right anymore...

( Bored as shit, looking for something to pass the time... )