I'd like to build my life on the power of an indestructible life. Seems like, somehow, that would change everything. Perhaps the bulk of my thoughts, feelings, and actions would be tossed into the dumpster forever, vanishing into an eternal Singularity: one Way, one Truth, one Life. An indestructible Life.
Leaving my apartment this morning was strange: a fear without cause licked at me like cold fire. The world, as I looked around, was somehow too big, more than I could bear. Too much. Don't know where that came from, and hope it doesn't return.
Some work to do today (my perpetual story) and Heather's birthday party tonight. Going with Grace, which should be additionally fun. Wish I didn't hate parties for the most part. Wish there weren't the strong possibility of my ex-boss being there, and the awkward, uncomfortable interaction that will ensue. Wish I didn't have to be up at 6:30 tomorrow for work. I really don't like having obligations on Saturdays.
Who am I?