If I had half as many answers, I’d be in great shape. Question number one: Why did I pick up a pen and start writing in this journal again? I hate this journal. It was never my idea. I only ever did it to make Dr. Grey happy. Okay, let’s be really honest here. To keep him off my back. I was never heavily invested in whether or not he was happy. I only picked it up again because I was gathering a few things from my old room. To take over here to Frieda’s. I found it under the bed, and I didn’t like the idea of leaving it lying around. But here I am writing in it. That one is more or less unanswerable. So I’ll keep going. Why did I run like hell all the way back home? If you can loosely call the room over Frieda’s barn home. That one has been running around in my head a lot lately. And I’ve come up with a number of answers. I came home to face myself and my situation at long last. I’m running like a scared rabbit from what happened with that kid. A weird combination of both of the above.
What do You think about The Day I Killed James (2008)?
