Sometimes life sends you a beating in the head, with a nice black eye to match and a kick in the gut for good measure. Attached is a note that reads "Fuck Off. Yours Truly, The blood you thought would never thin".

My world shattered again tonight. I'm not sure where the glue will come from this time because I'm fresh out.

Drove nowhere tonight just to get away. I put the cruise control on partly because I'm too exhausted and mostly because I knew I'd use the car as a weapon if I didn't. I had my moments but the rest of the time I just took in the night air, sweet with flowers and fire. The familiarity of that stretch of rural road and the hum of the tires was comforting. Turned around before I really wanted to because I knew I'd be too tired and would probably do something stupid if I went any farther and then tried to come back home.

I'd rather tomorrow be forgotton than to be remembered for something painful. Buying my first lottery ticket to commemorate the date. It'll probably be a bust, but what better day to buy one for the first time? Surely somehow that ticket will bring me good fortune.

Doesn't it feel like the stars are going to collide tomorrow?

Blue pills and red wine taken past pallid, soaked, lips make a sleepy mix.