Wednesday, November 29, 2006

What if---

When the sun rises again
I will be there with you my friend
And I will be there
Looking over your shoulder.

--plainsunset--"Girl on Queen Street"--album: "THE GIFT"


Jane sighed to herself as her download failed.

What if the authorities were on her for downloading? What if she got caught? What if the failed download was actually those idiots at the computer, going, "Hey! Downloader!!! Stop that download and trace him/her!"

What if she lost her eyesight? She'd, after all, found a vein/artery from the bucket of blood she'd shed when she tried to pierce her own ear. The blood had dripped onto her uniform, into the drainpipe, on the countertowel, in the sink, in her lens case...and there had been the vein-like thing.

What if she died in her sleep? With aspirations unfufilled?

And she thought she didn't really have any friends. Then there was retreat. That had changed something, at least. Now she felt emo.

shit.

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