Last night we sat and counted the final minutes until the month changed over. Another one down, and an extra hour to boot. Small recompense for the lifeless dread I feel as I write these words. Maybe I watch horror to capture this feeling in a way I can contain, as opposed to the reality which feels much too big to properly grasp and control. We ultimately use art for our own ends, and though I was looking forward to moving on to other genres now that Hooptober. was ending I find myself wanted to creep back into the dark once more.
I’m still here, still masked, wondering when I can take the costume off.
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