I couldn't help but feel as though I was in my own world as I sat there, complete with a blank stare and tightened mouth. I didn't understand the words he was screaming. But, the more they came out, the more they turned into mush. In my mind they were just jumbled up letters. And as he went further and further with his manipulating statement, the mixed letters from his own mouth flowed into not my ears, but my mouth, and the louder he got, the more I choked. He was an octopus strangling my neck, and I was just too indifferent to move.
-September 3rd, 2008.