Late into the night Christi wonders if rescue is really possible, if love really is the movement and if the bleeding will ever completely stop. Christi has been pondering these things for a long time. Christi longs for the strength to tell the people she loves the most the thing that might them cut most deeply. Christi wants to know why she was able to be strong for nine months but her strength has left her so suddenly in recent weeks. Christi wonders why she has so many friends but no one ever gets past the surface layer of friendship. Christi doesn't know how much longer she can hold on, her grip has begun to slide.