I’m starting to have feelings

I know you’re never going to read this. I haven’t said anything about this, but I have the feeling that — whenever I get out of here — I’m going to be dead. I know that sounds sad and I’m not trying to be melodramatic. What is happening here is just so strange — I mean if it is true that you are 30 years into the future then nobody else can find out about that, right? So however I’m getting out of here I’m already picturing it being in a body bag. It’s the only thing that makes me feel ok because I think if I get out of here and I’m not dead then I’m never going to be able to see you or have a normal life again and it scares the hell out of me.

Today is the day I showed you my apartment. I feel better saying apartment than saying bathroom. I know it makes no sense but I really wanted you to see my apartment and I hope you like it.

And you told me that you once killed someone. That scares me. And I learned that there is nobody there who is taking care of you. I know it’s corny but I’ve never felt before like this. I feel so close to you but so far away and just wish I could take care of you a little bit.

About the Wood Man or the Dynamite guy or whatever — that stuff is horrible — but it was in 1925. What I care about is now. How can I see you in real life?




Claire (darktyme.com)

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