Chapter One
It's 2:30 in the morning.
I can't remember who won the 6:30 football game from yesterday.
I run down to the basement and grab three Gatorades.
One for me…
And then two more for me.
I chug one in a single sip and watch some bullshit on YouTube because I'm wide awake.
I doze off.
I wake up again at 4:30. Another Gatorade and some bullshit YouTube.
What has our world come to.
Reaction Videos? What the fuck.
Idiots watching idiots watch some idiot do something stupid.
Put a gun in my mouth.
I delete YouTube and all my other social media and self loathe for a moment.
There has to be something more productive to do at 4:30 in the morning.
I know.
I'll give it a yank.
I pass out again.
It's 8:00 Monday morning.
I wake up on a sheet-less mattress on a pillow-case-less pillow.
I guess I never flipped the bed sheets into the dryer.



