This isn’t positive, it’s spiritual co-dependence. We’re not ourselves without each other. I couldn’t be cavalier and righteous about my place in the world or the value of life and, well, what’s your narcissism and ego without me? Is this fulfilling? Say hi to my mom for me, will ya? You didn’t give me much of a chance or choice, but I heard she liked you.

I saw another one of your ‘living death’ art installations on the road last week. Motorcycle versus car. Car won again. I’ve lost track of the score but the only collisions I’ve seen you let motorcyclists win were against pedestrians.

Guess who’s response to seeing a trauma patient on the ground is now crying and shaking? Yeah. Tomorrow may be only a day away but I know “one day” isn’t coming for me on this one. It’s okay. I already knew, didn’t I? I suppose I can’t change change, can I? Oh dear god just let me hang on to what they still expect to stay the same.

Find a reason to exist then find one you can prove, there’s no gratuity in service when a life is being consumed. My tears all evaporated before they hit the floor, I’m so cracked I’m not even sure I cried anymore. Where does that scream go when you release it to the sky?

Poof. Goodbye.