I cry for help..
I have lost all sense of who I am. I don't even remember where I live. My fingertips are worn down to a nub and I fear that I have crossed the threshold into untold madness. Just one more bit of diamond. Just one...
I hear strange sounds outside when I am alone at night and I am unable to interpret whether they are real or whether they are just the imaginings of a broken man who is ubable to resist the calling of each opening and inviting cavern. I want to keep creating; to keep building and exploring.
I hope someone reads this message. I hope others will learn from my mistakes. Please send help…I am so very tired…I am so very hungry...