Day 85: I live a good life for the most part, with a wonderful job, family, and friends who are there for me. But there lies this secret life after dark, one where my eyes are closed, terrible decisions are made, and everything’s forgotten some time the morning after.
I was in a sham marriage last night, and vaguely remembered falling off a cliff the night before. But I always know to turn back: I’d wake up and for a brief moment I’m thankful for everything I have; the world is still as I remembered.
That’s also when I have to pee.