Our Reality

More maths today, did I tell you I love it?  I hope not, because I’d be lying.  Well it’s OK, but I’m not the worlds greatest at it, not by a long shot.  I wish Sophs was in at least one of my classes.  I feel so damn lonely here.  There are another 25 people in this class, and I probably only know the names of two of them.  I wish I knew how to interact properly with people.  Sophie says I do, that I just don’t remember how.  She says it will come to me eventually.

How can it be right that I just forget everything.  It doesn’t seem fair.  Oh what the hell am I thinking, I know there are people in the world that are far worse off than I.  I dunno, I just, I kinda feel like I’m left out in the cold while everyone else has a nice life.  For me it’s just, hell.  Mum and Dad move me around a lot.  Of course I don’t ever remember.  They say it’s to make sure that I don’t get into any difficult situations.  I know the real reason.  It’s so I don’t get taken advantage of.

It feels so…….Gee…..I feel so damn vulnerable.  Michael, I need you right now man.  You’re a safe haven.  I know I’m depending on you more and more lately.  Keeping you up at night, worrying.  I guess you don’t worry though, maybe I just make you sad.  It’s not like there’s anything you can do right.  Everything’s in the past once I’ve written it down.  Heh.  And so we reach the reality of our predicament.

Take care man

J

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