Monday, October 17, 2011

My Absence

I wasn't supposed to leave for over a month, and thus I should apologize.

Whenever I was leaving on a trip, I was sure to tell almost everyone I knew, or at least one person that would tell everyone else that I was going to be away. Times have changed, I can definitely assure all of you.

To be honest, I don't know exactly what happened to cause my sudden disappearance. I didn't feel the need to keep updating what's been happening in my life. But then again, I don't remember what's happened in the past month. The policeman and I are together in a relationship, it seems. When did this happen?

 He calls me constantly. I've gone through the phone calls on my phone, and it's always him. I suppose we've been on several dates because just this morning, I woke up to him next to me.He's become immensely fond of me, clingy almost. I've been doing my job correctly.

I've noticed a trend. Whenever He appears longer than several hours, endlessly stalking me, it seems as though I begin to lose track of time and even experience memory loss. But to be around that long to make me forget an entire month? I'm sure He has other things to do. I'm not His most prized possession, merely a pawn, but I don't need to repeat that.

I guess I also haven't been tagging lately, either. My amount of paint cans haven't dwindled nor increased, and my stencils haven't been touched, gathering dust in the pits of my closet. My black clothes are neatly folded in my drawer and my boots laid to rest underneath my bed. Mason still has my gas mask, which I should obtain from him some time. What have I been doing?

I got a promotion, too. I no longer work as a secretary of the second floor, but rather the very tip of the building: the man who owns the company. Every time I get my paycheck, I can't believe how I've obtained such a position, but I'm not complaining. I live in pretty good standards, but receiving more income has allowed more doors to open up to my advantage.

To Gallows:
I'm sorry I haven't responded, but I don't know what truly makes me happy.

To Victor:
I haven't heard from you in awhile, I kind of miss you