You're The Things They Carried!
by Tim O'Brien
Harsh and bitter, you tell it like it is. This usually comes in short,
dramatic spurts of spilling your guts in various ways. You carry a heavy load, and this
has weighed you down with all the horrors that humanity has to offer. Having seen and
done a great deal that you aren't proud of, you have no choice but to walk forward,
trudging slowly through ongoing mud. In the next life, you will come back as a water
buffalo.
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at the Blue Pyramid.
i heart sedatives. i slept for 10 hours and i feel a bit better now. still crappy. but better.
i'm going to try to go out in public tonight without killing anybody. first person to shove a cigarette in my face/tell me to cheer up/try to hug me without being on the approved list/piss me off in any other manner will suffer negative consequences.
i really doubt i'm going to be able to deal with all the people i don't want to see tonight. i guess i can run if i have to.
i have little else to say ... i'll see some of you tonight.
