7 May 2012
That week, I knew what needed to be done. Find who took my wife. Find my daughter. Have revenge. The dreams had stopped, instead I had a dream in which all I did was wake up. I didn't sleep very well after that. All I could do was wake up and wonder if I was still dreaming or if I was really awake. My mind was still clouded over how it had all happened that day... so much confusion, the screams... I pushed it out of my mind. I can't think of what happened that day or I'll never sleep again. And so my search continued, the starving loneliness and adept sadness I felt didn't stop the earth spinning. Why would it have? I'm nothing out of 7 billion people. Life carries on while my life grinds to a halt
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