dawn

And he's thinking about himself now. Recalling why he is where he is. Reminding himself why. Recognizing the setbacks. Feeling the pain.

A stranger in hell, that is what he is. Though he claims that evilness is his craft, his acts betray him. His intentions, his aspirations --- they all mirror the person within.

But then again, nobody sees.

found this note as I was flipping through the pages of my civil law book. written last July 18, 2010, on the back of a starbucks receipt.