There was this guy. We were friends. I knew a lady once. She was very dear to me. It has always been my firm belief that if somebody is interrupted in that one moment of weakness, when theyve decided, not that the world is cruel or that their existence is of no consequence, but instead, in fact, that the wave of depression drowning them is too great to overcome, that their dejected state of mind is a permanent way and theres no track going elsewhere, then the moment passes; the overwhelming tumultuous walk brought on by an urban blight chokes, and the hopelessness dissipates. Im glad to know of one such man, whos understood this to be fundamental in a majority of cases which lead to such incidents. Im just glad someone was there, when they didnt want it, tried to get away from it, when they didnt expect it, were sure of the lack of it, and were making sure that they shouldnt find it. Thats enough. Really.
Posted on: Sat, 02 Aug 2014 16:44:57 +0000
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