Someone stop me. Distract me.
My mind is working. It's building, looking at prices, thinking about how to put things together. I'm planning.
"It has to teach them something. They have to pay the price of what they've done, the pain they've inflicted to those around them.."
And it will. Each of them. Forgiveness.
Pfft, what am I saying? No one ever learns forgiveness. Nobody forgives, nobody forgets.
I'm taking this a bit too seriously, I know...but that's how I am. Vindictive little Bitch.
Nostalgia. Missing a life that was, a life that, hopefully, will never come back. A life I would hide from my children, if there was a way.
But they will know. Eventually, they'll find out, and I don't know what we will do.

I better start building again.