Current mood: sheep
...I have nothing to write. Blank slate.
But, I just read about a twenty-one year old who just died from cancer. A cancer that had completely took hold of his body.
I didnt know him. I had never talked to him. His hair was red. But for some reason I am moved by his death.
People die around me all day long. I swim through foul death only coming up for breath should when I need it. Otherwise, my face is wallowing in deadness. So, I should not care.
Ill die someday. Whatever.
Still, I almost cried.
Maybe Im menstruating.
I can menstruate if I want to.