13 January 2011

Broken Bones & Windows

Oh, let's be honest, when it all comes down to it, I just don't want to die alone.

I don't need somebody to erase my fears and create my dreams and guest star in my hopes and renew my purpose.  Sure, all of those things would be great, but really, I just hate falling asleep on the only warm side of the bed.

I don't require constant attention, assistance, an individual with greater determination than I to keep the pieces together of this funny little life.  That sounds really nice, but I'm surviving fine without it.  I just hate making coffee by the single cup in the morning, it's so much nicer to make a pot.

I can't finish a pot of coffee by myself.

I'd like somebody to proof read my chapters as I progress.

I just hate the thought of dying alone.

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