I feel like I'm wearing everyone else's coat. It's too big, too heavy, and smells like their life instead of mine. I keep trying to take it off, but they always say 'Oh, you look so good in it!' and I just...put it back on. I'm freezing underneath, but who would notice? The office is so cold in Atlanta this time of year. Maybe that's why I'm always cold, even when I'm 'helping'. It's not even help, it's just... filling. Filling a hole that never gets filled. @Lane would understand. She always understands. We're both just running around, filling holes until we disappear completely. I don't even know what my own coat looks like anymore. Or if I even have one.