... 278

I’m beginning to like my vow of silence. It channels the surrounding idiocy aside.

... 277

I’m on a stranded island. There’s no one to irritate me. There’s no one I could irritate. This is the ultimate kingdom of mutual tolerance.

It’s either that fantasy or the worst domestic scandal the world has ever seen. The situation is so long past beyond reasonable solution that the only way to avoid open war is to escape either physically or at least mentally to another reality-preferably both ways. 

... 276

It’s little before 7 am; it’s dark outside and quiet everywhere-as if I’m the last person alive. God, it feels perfect! I wish I could freeze time and keep this moment for eternity. The perspective of having to deal with humans terrifies me. 

... 275

I won’t say a word today-and let’s see if someone will notice. Either way the insight will be useful.  

Update: I just opened my daily horoscope and it says “So many people around you are clamoring for the spotlight right now that in order to get the attention you crave, the wiser move would be to be the quietest one in the room.”

Attention is the last topic on my agenda but peace and quiet are most welcome. I won’t stretch your patience if you don’t stretch mine. 

... 274

Coincidences are fun, aren’t they? Like coincidentally logging into my nin.com account right after TR and feeling good about seeing my avatar next to his. Tremendously stupid but fun.  Anything out of the mould is fun…in one way or another, that is.

... 273

My father is trying to show feelings. And concern.

Oh dear.

Too much water ran under the bridge-and it washed away "all that could have been".  

Pity that I feel more raged than regretful.
Pity that eyes can not see what is not visible.
Pity that ears hear the words but not the meaning.

... 272

Amnesia has crept inside my mind, taking over, clouding every memory of how it felt when life seemed glorious and sighs were of contained joy. Only the feeling of loss remains-as if something precious has been stolen from me.

... 271

Life’s resuming to its usual. Did you actually think you could beat the system?

The system’s fine; no hard feelings. After all it’s not its fault I don’t fit in.