I thought about you today. How could I not? Mr. Nutt came up to me and Lola at lunch just now. He hadn't talked to either of us since spring break, but today was the day I'd get the question:
"Living in this... post-Jason world, how're you doin'? You living? Surviving?"
Living? Yes.
Surviving? By dictionary definition, yes.
By most human definition, difference from living?
Not at all.
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Non-FictionSo one of my friends moved, and I'm not trying to use a mental illness as an adjective here but the only real way to put it is that I've been depressed lately. Life where they moved is so sucky, I don't know if they've committed suicide? They won't...
