Sitting in the dark

The whole day out.

Not one thought crossed my mind.

Nothing to worry, nothing to care about.

For the entire day I left it all behind.

Just for the day.

I wanted to escape it all.

Give myself to another Suikoday.

Answer the gamer’s call.

Well.    I tried, but no  I can’t do it.     . . So, what I was working toward is that now I’m just sitting here in the dark, and everything is sinking in again as I listen to music.    Just existing.     Feeling everything and nothing at all.

For those of you who don’t know what I was trying to write, it was an attempt at a Shakespearean Sonnet.    I’ve only ever written one before in my life.     One of my finest works, but I’ve never been able to find the inspiration to write another.     That Sonnet was meant for one person, and only their eyes and mine ever read it.     I didn’t save it, or anything.    That is the way with writings I give to someone, they’re not to be read by other eyes.      Even I forget everything that I wrote that way, and that one is lost to me.       As lost to my memory as it is to theirs I believe.     Had to start writing about a game for this attempt at one.  Hah.        Ok, well I’m going back to my sitting in the dark now.    The music calls me.