I Don’t Know What to Write
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Tuesday. I came home and the television was on and then it stayed on. I don’t have anything intelligent to add. Everybody is saying things because silence feels impossible, but I don’t know what words are supposed to do tonight. Those images don’t become more understandable because you watch them again. Mom kept calling people. I called Hikari. We barely talked. Alexielle is online. Everybody is online. Nobody seems to know what to say there either.
I’m leaving this here because pretending today was normal would be worse.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.