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Is it possible that’s what he really said toin the blanks,up bullshit based on the insane turn my life has taken?

Flopping back down on the ain for a fewit was al when I finally fell asleep

But then again, I don’t particularly feel like going back to sleep and revisiting that drea anyway I’ve got a te at an office don

I rest for a fewe fro a little more human, I throw on a pair of nice-ish jeans and a tank top Next, I tug a thin sleeve over the bottom part of my amputated arm

I make a face at rab it and slipthe straps over my shoulders

It’s not that hard to tell it’s a fake hand if you look at it for lance, but it’ll at least mean I have to deal with fewer questions today

I slip ona little otten pretty good at slipping it into a ponytail one-handed, but it’s always a little messy

Deciding not to waste my money on another cab, I take the bus don instead, then head inside the office to check in at the front desk

The gig turns out to be both easy and boring as fuck I spend the entire day sorting through boxes of old files at an advertising firm, tucked away in a small corner cubicle that nobody probably uses anymore

There’s one other tened to the same task After she tries to make conversation and I shut her down for the third tiives up and the two of us work in silence

You’re just a bitter, sad loner

Natalie’s vicious words tuain, and I chew on my bottom lip

I’ve gotten fucking good at shutting the world out Maybe it would be better if I did talk to this chick Maybe it would help the time pass quicker, and maybe—just maybe—we’d actually have shit in common Maybe we’d like the same books or movies or music

But then what?