Tuesday, January 31, 2017

In the Middle of the Afternoon

I'm finishing my beer at 1:33pm, even though I have tons of homework to do. I recognize (and did so beforehand) that saying goodbye to the English instructor was going to be difficult.

However, I just want to fall back on bad habits, and fuck up my week.

I think I liked him a lot more than I was willing to admit, or I wouldn't be getting drunk.

"Do you think I want this?" I feel like telling him. " You're another married man with kids! Do I want to repeat past mistakes? Is this God fucking with me?"

Maybe.

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