Wedding is something unexplainable. How you rely on the other is something you do not recognize. Either tragic or a better divorce, you recognize how much the other did for you and your environment. Before, it was tidy, funny and continously happening after happening.
Now I learned how to sleep standing in front of a bunch of Eve parts, not even crying. I lost it, every part, feelings intact. I know it will be better in time, but I looked at the clock. More millenias, than in history books. It just flew by.
Voice, knocking. Akane says I have a visitor. Just in time, I was at the part, when people think about suicide. Visitor, why? Why do somekne want to see me? Can I send the visitor home? In this weather? Where I can not even shovel my wife's body. Let's not. I know, who it will be, that is not the problem, but I still have a heart.
Come in, let's get over with it, then go, this is not the time 2taiiiiiiiillllllssss.
A lady came in, dressed sharp, like an office worker. Now I am in trouble. These kind of situations ending with serious stuff and yet I am not capable of understanding more than a sentence.
- me: Come in, please, sit down, place there is, please refrain from the small problem, what would you like to ask, if I may be straightforward with you?
- Lady: For me, it is not a problem, but I am really sorry, but you see you made something, what will have an aftermath, once or twice you can run away, but yet I must ask you to understand, wipe your tears, clean this house, or we clean it. You felt yourself good, but shaken up a whole world. That must have some aftermath, it is just commerce. If some guy jumps in, you may have a chance, but clean up, that means yourself too. I say, I was 2 minutes late, you went outside, we never met and you can at least bury your wife, then we see. Or you can die here. Just in case I ask, which would you like?
I got the 2+2, ran with the book and the carcass in some clothes I will not freeze to death, not that I have high hopes. At night I made a small digging, a ceremony, then ran.
Actually I even got to a bus and went down to a city. I do not even remember the route. I was so exhausted, that I slept through. I wake with some money, ran to the first back-alley inn, where no headhunter will even find me.
That is what I did not think about. What after? I am on my own. From no on, I get no people in my drama... That is the motto and it is a cliché, but yes, I did not think about a consequences, now planning starts.