_Foreword_
Only three things in this world are for certain. Love is (supposedly) the cure to all, Nothing we do in this life is significant, and that it is unfair. All of it. Life.
These are the thoughts I found drizzling around in my head at this time. Well It's not as if I have anything else to do but sit, wait, watch, and self-examine my hyper active thoughts. After all, it's me who came here not vice versa.
I shouldn't Even really be here. I'm feeling like a robber who broke through an unguarded window. . . Except I was anticipated, expected even. Even if I was invited in, I shouldn't be in this close a perimeter to him. Now watch he'll wake up, scream, and kick me out for being the creep he thinks I am.
No, shhh keep my thoughts to myself and I'll be fine. . . How did I end up here? Not , not in this room in particular, basically here in this weird pike in life. Gah I get a roof, some dinner, and a mattress . . . All to myself! How undeserving of me… now I'll come off as greedy. Well it's not as if I'll be staying here long, since he doesn't need me. Maybe though it'll help shine some light on these… issues before I go.
Speak of the devil, here's the "light" I was waiting for. I better hightail back out of here before the sun comes up or he'll wake and give me the boot!