So that was my letter to him. At least it's the letter I should send him.
Is it possible to expire from ennui? It's not just ennui, there's some sorrow in there. Possibly anger too. Not at him, at what he's doing. There is a difference, really there is.
I don't want to do anything. Except maybe whatch TV. Which would be fine if there were anything worth watching. I want to be somewhere else, any where but home, but I don't know where. I want to go home, but I AM home. To talk to someone, but don't know who.
---Little Bird doesn't know