April 23, 2025
By: Jordan Fitzgerald

I’ve been thinking a lot about this place. The walls seem to close in a little tighter every day, and I can’t breathe like I used to. There’s a heaviness in the air, a kind of suffocation that makes my chest tight just thinking about it.

The more I try to settle in, the more I feel this unrelenting pull to leave. I know I need to get out of here—ASAP. There’s no doubt in my mind. But I’ve also learned that sometimes, life isn’t as simple as packing up and running away.

I could just take the first exit, but I’m willing to be a tiny bit flexible, Eli. I don’t want to leave before I’m truly ready, but if you come and get me before summer vacation, I promise we won’t have any issues. But it has to be before then, Eli. I can’t be stuck in this place much longer, and I can’t keep pretending like everything is fine when I’m counting down the days.

I’m going to be honest with you, though. In the meantime, I’m not just sitting around waiting. Oh no, I’ve got plans. Big plans. I’m going to start calling every Elijah Carter I can find. Every. Single. One. And you know what? You better answer. You better pick up when I call, because I’m not messing around anymore.

I’m tired of waiting, tired of feeling stuck. So the countdown has begun. Time’s ticking, Eli. And when the clock hits zero, it’s on you. Don’t leave me hanging, not this time.