[ SECRET POST #2718 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2718 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

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Comments

Re: How is it going, FS?

[feotakahari]

Moved out of my apartment yesterday, but wasn't able to move the bed. On the way back home, my steering gummed up for uncertain reasons. My father figured he could steer it well enough to drive me back to my apartment and help me pick up the bed.

The radio died. And the headlights. And the speedometer. And the gas gauge. We pulled over at an out-of-the-way gas station and called AAA. They were pretty busy cleaning up a major car crash, so they said they'd be by to give us a tow in about 90 minutes.

After about an hour, my phone and my 3DS were both out of batteries. My father had a book, but I didn't, and he's not an easy person to chat with.

After about two hours, I became fascinated by the newly risen moon. The sky was covered in clouds, but there was a tiny gap that the moon shone brightly through. Framed by the palm trees around the gas station, it seemed like one of the most beautiful things I'd ever seen.

After about three hours, I told my father it seemed like a night for ending things. The moon, the clouds, the shade of the night . . . if the world ended, it would be on this night. He said he wasn't listening to me.

In the tow truck on the way home, I started to notice just how many of the lights around me were blood-red. I'd never noticed that so many buildings use that shade in their signs. It felt like the red was burrowing into my brain.

I got home around midnight. I played video games for two hours before going to bed, to make sure I wasn't still that philosophical when I started dreaming.

Re: How is it going, FS?

[quirkytizzy]

This is a piece of poetry right here.