/lit/ - Literature

It must have been roughly one year since Lucifer converted me. An inverted cross made out of birthmarks unironically formed on my arm. My circadian rhythm insists I go to sleep at 6 am, so as to avoid the household. It's a collection of unspoken disputes, all petty and resentful. The worse it gets, the more we descend into what can only be described as an alcoholic family. My diet has been reduced to two meals, plus shitty sugar foods at night so I don't disturb anyone with cooking noise.
I feel my eye sockets drying, and my will to return to society is none, despite financial freedom being my only way out of this. I have already missed the deadline for exam registry, so it seems my procrastination brought another year without university.
It's been so long since I've last had vitamin D that it feels as if I will get insta-skin-cancer the next time I'm exposed to sunlight.

Hey guys,

I’m a funeral director and I’m doing a burial tomorrow for a family and I remember on a previous service that one of the clergy had read something really nice. If I had their phone number I would call them. I remember the reading mentioned life being like a grain of sand on a beach, and at the end he says “and just like in a dream, man too vanishes”. Wondering if anyone has ever heard of it or knows anything similar to this. I’ve been searching for like 30 minutes and can’t find anything.

Thanks!