Pseudonym Jones (pseudonymjones) wrote,
Pseudonym Jones

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It's a rainy midday and Matthew sits in his car in an empty parking lot, reading old journal entries on his phone.

"I was such a petulant, entitled shit," he says.

"Mmm," says Counterpoint, "You've gotten a little better."

The past is a numb limb, attached but alien and remote. Matthew prods it and feels nothing. He considers amputation.
Tags: tl;dr

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