I can't do this anymore. I can be here. I can feel this. everyone would be happier without me.. everyone wouldn't barely notice me gone... I can't cry anymore.. I am going to make my escape, everyone has failed me, used me or hurt me in some way.. I am sorry, I tried I am done... Once upon a time there was a very unsatified woman going cross country with her husband home for working overseas... they stop at a truck stop, Arizona I think... 18wheelers are rolling by... it's dark... She goes to the bathroom... comes out and decides her journey is taking a detour... She slips out the back and decides to ask a truck driver for a quick trip... out in the desert she asks him to stop.. she walks into the night.. looking up at the stars... She knows that this desert will be her tomb, her place to leave this world alone... she finds a wonderful place to lay and take in little and dangerous desert animals... She lays there... walks sometimes.. by morning she is shivering... happy to know that she will be meeting her end soon... as she is drained and dehydrated to death, she realizes that this is the happiest moment in her life.
