The Duc Pond

As I’ve done many times in what has been nearly two years, I started thinking about my friends and my family and myself dying. It, as always, induced indescribable feelings of terror and despair so I can’t sleep. This has been going on and off since I was like 8. Eternal unconsciousness is terrifying to me. Sometimes it seemed like a good thing, but every now and then I feared it again. This seems to be the longest stretch of that yet.