I wake up.  It''s 3:30.  Little over an hour before my shift.  Take a shit, wash my hands, brush my teeth.  Heat up soup in the microwave, my only appliance.


    “Why not kill someone?”


    I glance over.  I see a dark blob, sporting a wide grin.  I go to work.


    I get back at 11.  I heat up mac and cheese, in a can.  I turn on youtube, watching a video I’ve seen many times.  I finish eating, and brush my teeth.  I crawl into bed, and watch a bit more.  I’m tired...


    I wake up.  It''s 3:34.  Little over an hour before my shift.  Take a shit, wash my hands, brush my teeth.  I open canned green beans, and eat.  I don’t want to, but if I don’t I’ll feel even worse.


    “Why not kill someone?”


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    Blob, same grin.  I want to wrap myself up and crawl into bed, but I go to work instead.


    I get back at 11.  I open some canned peaches, one of my few luxuries.  I turn on youtube, see a new video in my subscription box, and watch it.  It barely fills me.  I finish eating, and brush my teeth.  I crawl into bed.  I’m still tired.


    I wake up.  It''s 3:25.  Little over an hour before my shift.  Take a shit, wash my hands, brush my teeth.  I stare into the mirror.


    “Hey.  Why not kill someone?”


    I don’t look, but I know he’s not smiling.  I don’t know what to say.  He waits patiently.  Staring into the mirror I see him in the corner, just outside the bathroom.


    “I could never...  Bring myself to kill another person.”


    “You could never kill someone else, huh?”


    He’s right.  I know he’s right.  It''s tempting, but instead I go to work.