Nothing to say and nothing to feel. Except a full heavy heart. And nothing to do about that. I'll just let it beat sporadically in my chest, let it rush blood to my face, let it cause me to tremble and waver. What are the alternatives? There really aren't any, if you think about it. Hell? Even worse. Heaven? Wait your turn. Earth? Fucks you! So I go out into the day, expecting nothing but the usual.