The office administrator sent around an email regarding traffic congestion here downtown. Someone at the intersection of Spring and Alexander is on a ledge somewhere. On the verge.
People are going to the windows here in the library to see what they can see. Some streets are blocked off. Helicopters are milling about.
I don't think I could do a final dramatic gesture. I guess I'd just want to go to sleep and never wake up.
Please...whatever it is, it can't be worth your life. You want to kill the pain, not yourself. You can't escape the pain of life...but not all life is pain. Please. Please.
Yours, &c., LC | 04:14 PM | Slice o' Life
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OMG! How sad.
I just can't imagine ending my life on the downtown connector. Not poetic enough, you know?
I think I'd jump from that new bridge on 17th street. If I had the nerve that is....
Posted by: francesa at February 4, 2005 05:47 PM
This is tough to read about after last week's train almost-suicide here in LA... I agree with you, milady. Just give me a big bottle of barbiturate, and I promise not to get publicity or take anyone else with me.
Posted by: SilverDragon at February 4, 2005 07:13 PM