Isaac Walker

Dixie

Entry 27: Fleeting “When This all started, I was optimistic. I still had those who loved me for support. They gave me the strength to keep fighting, even when I couldn’t do the same for them. Now… Now I just want it all to be over- whatever that means. I don’t care how this ends, I just don’t want to have to run anymore. Ever since Jupiter, I haven’t been able to think. She was my rock. The one constant in this world of chaos. I feel so alone and lost and unstable. Nothing is for certain. We were sure that the hospital would be our light in the dark, but never...