Testing...one, two; is this thing on?
Can anyone hear/read me?
This is the Insatiable Reader checking in, hoping that somewhere in the great wide out there you guys are doing alright. I'm taking the silence as a positive sign because really, what else is there to do? I can't bear the thought of you shivering, all alone somewhere waiting for your final moments to pass by, or praying they pass quickly as the masses over power you; believe me, I've seen them...it's not a pretty picture. No, I can't bear to think like that...nor can I afford to adopt that state of mind if I ever intend on seeing the light of another day.
I must stay strong.
I must stay focused.
I must push emotion aside as it is a luxury I can not afford.
I must...check on that rapping at the door; one second, okay?