And Beg, you will beg
You will beg for their lives and their souls.
I was asked if I felt sad earlier. I didn’t then, but I’m beginning to feel sad. I should sleep. I should not think about the things I’m thinking about. I’m reliving last year again, this time I’m doing it on my own. Every emotion, every betrayal, every word uttered is being written on the page. I think it’s time I wrote something that matters for a change.
I started on a whim. I wrote 1659 words today. I just sat down and let it all spill out. Not sure what I’m going to call it, but we’ll worry about that later. It has a working title “Final Product.”
My word of the day indolent. Look it up.