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Last night I had a dream that someone loved me very much.
Someone who knew me completely.
When I woke up I grew disheartened in the realization that they were not real.
Someone who was not disappointed in any part of me.
But they are,
Someone who's opinion negated all others.
And they are with me always.
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How to convince yourself that people want to be around you.
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Good morning. I love you.
His next memory was finding himself strapped to an operating table. Bright lights obscured his vision of his surroundings. He was suffocating.
A voice, familiar but he couldn't place it, erupted from somewhere behind him. "You are experiencing cardiorespiratory arrest as a result of an anaphylactic reaction. I am about to attempt resuscitation."
He couldn't catch a breath to ask where he was or who was operating on him. Panic and adrenaline overcame him again, but restraints kept him in place as a cardiopulmonary apparatus was positioned over his chest. Before it could piston down to snap his ribs, the oxygen deprivation generously knocked him out.
You don't see that kind of remorse in the day-to-day, though. Not when you walk outside; not when you talk to people. There's only fatigue there. And fatigue only leaves room for apathy. I am a child of that apathy.
[...]
Borders shifted through bloody means, questionable figures came into power, dangerous trends caught on. There was on my part, however, no fear, no sadness, no outrage. I could only wonder with passive curiosity what would happen next, how sour a situation might curdle, and to what ends it would result. Religious lectures and strict curfews be damned, this was the embrace of the biggest bitch of it all: the Nothing.
Marshall was very familiar with his many faults. He had tripped over his own words, for example, when he first met Pauline in the cafeteria line. Distracted by the bright lights and busy surroundings, he was unable to coherently point out that the rotating assortment of international dishes didn't work because they never brought in chefs who specialized in each cuisine. Fortunately, she found "the food... is too white" to be just insane enough to be hilarious.
They were on the second sub-level of some architect's magnum opus and some engineer's nightmare. A curved segment of office space still lit in an otherwise dark and dormant building, where one man sat on the table next to the other's terminal. The intern insisted on clocking out that night.
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[...] My guide opened the door to a lurid hostel.
I was the crying hinges.
“Your bed is second on the left.” There wasn’t a wrinkle out of place on his shirt. The room: clean; bright colours.
I was the dirt.
“I’ll let you get settled in, then.” He left me with the spotlessness of the furniture.
I was the stains.
[...] They cut all the hair that I liked. They removed all the tattoos I liked and didn’t like. They sealed my piercings and repaired my scars. I was made fresh again, like the world had never touched me. [...]