I was lost in the great white. The piles were enourmous. But the concept was amazing.
5:33 Pm
January 3rd.
As I pulled into the driveway, I was in a good mood,
I had gotten ahead of the rush hour traffic
and saved myself fiteen minutes or so trapped in a car.
I walked down to my apartment and noticed mail jammed in
in the slot. Not unusual. I picked it up and entered my home.
As I looked through the mail I noticed an odd letter.
It was a slightly pink tinted envelope.
I opened it.
I can recall it so well, those few moments when I came to
realize the truth. Grief came over me like a tidal wave,
but left a moment after, as som