Fifty-nine

Monday, February 28, 2011

11:20 PM

My dearest Popol,

It's true what they say about despair. It wraps itself around your heart, so tightly that it seems to be all you know, and it doesn't matter what time of day it is, or whether you're about to sleep or have just woken up, it's there, constantly, and you can't break away.

It’s my second hour at my new desk here in Alphaland, having mechanically fixed my stuff around me. Through all that, nothing about how I feel has changed. The reminder remains: you don't miss me back.