Flutag

It was cool.  But to be honest with you the best part of the day was an unplanned swim in the ocean.  

If you're on death row... do you get a last poop after your last meal?

Bravo!

When the children start biting you it's obvious something is missing.  

It is the conflict of good and evil that keeps the earth spinning.  

ahem.

At first I felt sorry for them.  They were hurt.  Hurt by people, and hurt by themselves.  When I looked at them my heart could somehow relate to their suffering.  When they cried I cried.  But after a while I didn't care that much anymore.  Then I began to hate them.  And hate the things they did and said.  I wanted to go away from them.  Then once I was alone I was happy again.  I didn't have to look at them, disgusting.  But now I hate myself.  I cannot look.  

It's not as bad as it sounds.