wouldnt it just be easier if i checked out?
everybody would know exactly where i was, could find me at any given moment, would instantly know my status, wouldn’t have to worry.. the mysteries would all be solved?
is he dead? high? crusing some adult bookstore or a bathhouse or the fields at night, or some whore in a motel room? wrapped around a tree mangled in steel and blood?
no one would have to worry if i had enough money, or if i was cold, if i was even surviving. all would be spared the burden of knowing me.
life without me couldnt be that bad.