Duncan Boyard (choosewisely) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-10-12 10:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | calvin, duncan |
1/31/08 Thursday
Who: Duncan & Calvin
Where: cafeteria
When: lunch-time
What: Calvin catches Duncan being an emo squirrel
He had developed a routine in the last few days, and he was beginning to like it. Get up, shower (actually, that was an occasional part of the routine), think about shaving, not shave, dress, go get food, return to apartment, eat alone with Maury on the television. Now that he had gotten all his memories back, he felt worse. He knew he was wiser and a better person, now that the important memories had been returned to him, but he couldn't help but wonder just how much wiser and better. Was it worth it? Had he been happier? He had never forgotten about J, so when his painful memories (for those are the ones you learn from the most) came back, they simply lumped on top of the dark time he'd spent in a literal dungeon. He figured that was a blessing; if he'd forgotten about J only to be slammed with the memory of years of imprisonment on top of a dead wife, he'd have come apart altogether.
Not that he was doing so well now. The fire demon was piling junk food into the arms of his sweatshirt and shuffling over to the check out line, his eyelids barely open. His sister, had she known about any of this, would have not recognized him. Then she would have told him to shut up and get over it; no one mourns dead spouses after a century goes by. Pathetic. Is that what I am?