A day passes.

I try to appear (to my readers) torn-in-the-heart, Despondent and Desperate as a Housewife. I tear my hungry thoughts away from the strangely attractive guy and run off to kill myself. Dear fans, this is not for real, trust me, I love myself very much but cannot appear thus to others. Sigh, see how trapped I, the Tragic Figure, am?

I park my ramshackle, run-down truck at the school yard and get off to examine snow chains. How touching, I try to think. My dad's so sweet, getting up so early like that just to put those chains on my truck

I see a truck coming. I want to say that My Dear Life means so little to me, oh yes, oh yes. There are just some days when you feel so sad and trapped in your own miserable life. You feel that you want to be with someone else… Yet they are ignoring you to death and beyond. I'm drawn to him, for hell's sake! It's like being stuck under brown gravy. Smothered by starchy desire… I felt suffocated! It was the end of everything for me. I close my eyes.