November 23:
I know it’s time to get away from the force. Yes, yes, yes. It’s a fraternal order but I’ve never fit in with the group anyway. Our belief systems are just too different. Not to mention the cliques and factions that seem to be in a constant struggle to rule over all the others who labor away, just wanting to perform their jobs, duties and obsession with making the world a better place in a quantifiable way. I’m waiting here to see the boy once again. Travel was slow today due to the snow storm. My persistence paid off however as I got here early. Gave me time to appreciate the solace I find in this dark place I claim as my own in some odd, perhaps troubled way. They cannot touch me here. Not literally nor figuratively. They’re not even a factor. Yes, that’s it. I leave and go out on my own. After all, Casey was able to do it. They won’t miss me and I certainly won’t miss them. On second thought, I shan’t leave of my own free will. The man in the big chair told me to take some time to myself. I haven’t taken PTO in seven years…yes, that’s it.
They won’t even know I’ve gone.I’m gone and they’ll never even know,
Wayne Noyes-Goode

