something that I wrote over two years ago

[seldear]

This is the story of a man, his wife, his son and his life. His son shot himself in the head, and his wife left him when he lost hope, but he clung to life and weathered that storm. And then one morning he woke up in a life he had never envisioned and realised that he wasn't who he'd thought he was.

From this post of mine, going back several years.

I don't know where it's from or why I wrote it. I don't know what was intended with it, or if I actually ended up writing the concept. Weirdness.

And there are a lot more people running around my head these days.

Comments

[aunty-pasta.livejournal.com]

have you tried raising taxes?

[seldearslj.livejournal.com]

It's a thought. But how would they pay me?

[aunty-pasta.livejournal.com]

bluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuud! wuahahahaha

ok but failing that they can pay you in imaginary money, seeing as theyre all in your head :)