the sky summons its darkest clouds tonight
and the oceans roar into my ears
the greenery is but a vast and deep hole
and the ground threatens to swallow me up any moment
there is nothing behind me,
yet i know i always managed to walk out of here
there is nothing in front,
i cannot fathom why i want to take the risk anyway
when i can just hop into the waters and happily drown
or just stay put and let time engulf me completely
and even better, close my eyes and vanish
but no, geraldine is just all alone with Work.
the texts fail to show her identity like Uma's
or convince her the importance of marriage like Charlotte's
neither did the direction vectors toss her to any hopeful direction
maybe she needs to verify if she is parallel to doom, intersecting with misery or skew wrt. life.
and uh, she is delirious and sadly alive.

am still alive at 4:54 AM