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Flight1.Flight
Three days past our last dual monologue the thought of it (and us, you) still transforms my hands into fists so tightly bound that I fear the grooves my nails burrow may become permanent fixtures in my palms.
2.
Eight hours of travel left for today. After a dingy motel and a greasy breakfast more will follow in the morning. And then later, when I find myself in my habitat once again, I might find some better sleep and food. What I will not find is rest, or strength. For a mere habitat has not been a home since you and food never anything but gray sustenance.
3.
Five butchered attempts at the


StagesDenial You have your hotStages
chocolate mixed with water and splenda (not equal amount, its more real
or so you say).And
I hold his hand as he tries, but no school could have prepared them
for you.
Bargaining Yet a pack of menthols lies unopened on the window still, next to Vanity Fair and
non-prescription pills. And I read up, because youre not ready for this now (or ever)
Depression I sulk, and smoke
your cigarettes in
secret whilst you keep in


Terra novaExploratory ship X39514alpha Zeus II March 2nd 2273 11.30pm GMTTerra nova
Four cigarettes, three cups of coffee and a chocolate bar in I started doubting the validity of my motivations. For starters I had no trace of that suicidal desire to glide into that vast darkness the rest of you seem to possess, nor any juvenile hopes of having public buildings and elementary schools named after myself. I assume you all (for the record. Its being backed up by several earthbound satellites so it will survive when, or if, things go wrong) spent your final days with your family and closest friends hoar
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Ive always walked in straight lines because I was taught to walk that way.
But theres something about a jaunty stride that tempts me to transgress
And take the winding road.
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"It tastes like soap but it doesn't really taste like soap
And then i lower in my whole mouth and take a gulp
...and start to feel mortality surround me" - regina spektor
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Death had tried firey steeds and skeletal horses in the past and found them impractical, especially the fiery ones, which tended to set light to their own bedding and stand in the middle of it looking embarrassed
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The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. (Anais Nin)
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