Richard feeling quite peculiar on this morning arose from bed. The light from his window glistened in creating a natural light source for him to wander the floor. Groggy from his restless night he would wander to the door opening it to the living room. Richard lived in a small house mostly alone, well except for them. Them? You may be asking expecting a rambunctious roommate or strange girlfriend or even maybe some polar opposite character to create a dynamic, but alas there was none of these comical characters. Richard lived with his mistakes, his failures, his shortcomings, his demons. They take no majestic physical form or even manifest themselves in his thoughts as provocative characters Richard lived with the weight on his soul crushing him like he was a pack Mule for some traveler. As he walks to the fridge to fuel his painful journey to support the very being that caused his glorious downfall, being himself. He grabs his cereal his bowl and spoon sits himself down only to realize he forgot the milk. Oh Richard you fool the milk the milk Richard don't forget the milk. As he would get up he would feel the numbness in his legs as if they were hollow stumps he paves his way the the fridge and sees him, the man who caused this all that bastard Richard. He looked at the clock ticking ever so quickly and realized work Richard, silly Richard has no time to eat he forgot his job. Yes Richard your keys find them, Richard would hear in his head some daunting voice reminding him of his every task. He rushes out to his car starting it as fast as he can puts it into drive and gasses it but it does not move. You poor fool Richard you forgot your parking brake no one will ever forgive you Richard. He slams his parking brake down and drives down the street and he hears that incessant squabble in his mind again, Poor Richard forgot a lunch for work poor foolish Richard. He would claw at his very existence wondering why he was cursed by voice. Richard would continue his drive to work and come to the bridge hearing Poor Richard she's never coming back Richard..... as they drag his body from the lake the police man identified the body his friend and coworker poor Richard he would mumble filing His report. Oh Steven your filing the report wrong... Steven she's gonna find out about your affair Steven.
