I would like two days: 48

hours all by myself, in a small room.

Which is my height (5’6) by 5’6. Painted

or unpainted in neutral colors.

Carpeting would be nice, but not nescesary.

A few pencils and notebooks (college-

ruled) would also be nice, but not

really nesceasary. In this room I

would have no communication with

the outside world. If I was given

food or water, it would be while I

was asleep, I would just wake-up and

find it. But I wouldn’t really need

food. I can go a long time without it.

And no-one could come in. And my

parents wouldn’t know I was gone, so

I wouldn’t have to worry about that.

Of course, that isn’t going to

happen. It’s impossible. But what I

would like is a two-day vacation

from the family, maybe even from everyone

I know. Two days to find out who I

am, beforeI am not. Because I

won’t care if I die, as long as

I die knowing who I am. Because,

because until I know who I am dying would

be sort of redundant.

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