...my Conscience Has The Same Hard Reality

I Stood Up. It Was All Too Much. I Could Not Even Meet My Own Expectations, And To Be Asked To Deal With All Theirs Too Was Suffocating.

What A Terrible Thing Life Can Be.

Perhaps Because I'll Never Be One, Humans Are Interesting To Me.

And Once Again I Found Myself Wondering, As I Drifted Off To Stunned And Unbelieving Sleep:how Do These Terrible Things Always Happen To Me?

And I Was Having Too Much Fun To Stop Now.