letters, self-addressed by penelopelost, literature
Literature
letters, self-addressed
i. self,
the rain got me today. i knew there was a possibility it would, but when it fell i went out anyway, smiling. i wonder if that is how soldiers sometimes go into battle. they know death is inevitable, that they cannot stop it. do they say "to hell with it," grin a who-gives-a-shit-grin, laugh like mad men, heads thrown back, shoulders heaving? is that better than the alternative? in the end, does it make a difference? you know how dad likes to say "you can't always control what's happening around you, but you can choose how you deal with it"? i'd like to thin
letters, self-addressed by penelopelost, literature
Literature
letters, self-addressed
i. self,
the rain got me today. i knew there was a possibility it would, but when it fell i went out anyway, smiling. i wonder if that is how soldiers sometimes go into battle. they know death is inevitable, that they cannot stop it. do they say "to hell with it," grin a who-gives-a-shit-grin, laugh like mad men, heads thrown back, shoulders heaving? is that better than the alternative? in the end, does it make a difference? you know how dad likes to say "you can't always control what's happening around you, but you can choose how you deal with it"? i'd like to thin
i. banana taffy reminds me of the ocean. ii. i am content in a thunderstorm. iii. i smile at inappropriate times. iv. my hands are small. v. my name isn't really penny.