Seth
I have no idea where I tossed my phone last night. I slept almost through the entire day and now way into the afternoon I am at the garage working on my bike my hand busy and my mind free to roam wherever the hell it wants to go. That’s a dangerous thing however, considering it tends to go to too many different places all at once.
Like, one second it’s back at the club and I am almost envisioning some hot piece of a*ss to bring back home with me, and then the next I am thinking of Sarah on her death bed. I haven’t thought of that b***h in years, she’s never crossed my mind even once and now here I am wondering if I will ever get to see her again. I never wonder such things, she does not deserve a second chance after the stunt she pulled off and the way she threw me out when I needed
