This week is totally disjointed. i can't concentrate. my life is currently all turned upside down. But, i am remembering to post. Here is a small story i'll tell over the course of the week.
i snapped into wakefulness to find a dog inches from my face and barking and growling like something demented. i groaned. This kind of shit is one indignity i have been spared so far in my life and i was just fine with that. i curled into a ball and whimpered. The beast's slobber drips on my arm and i just knew i would die. i'm ready. Ready to die. Right now. Please. But, it turns out that it was just the gaurd left to keep me from running. Too late though. By the time the man returned to use me... i was long gone. Insane, unpredictable, and prepared to die.
