Jaden
I glanced around the bar and sighed as I felt the weight of my thoughts pressing down harder than the beer in my hand. It was late afternoon and the dim lighting of the pub casted shadows across everything around me. I had asked Mark to meet me here because the reality was, I needed some serious clarity about the swirling chaos inside of me. I had started to get used to the familiar heartache and the weight on my shoulders. The kids were doing good, work was pretty much great, but my love life remained a disaster.
“Dude, you look like someone stole your favorite cookie,” Mark remarked as he sat down across from me, beer in hand. Despite the teasing remark, it was evident he was concerned.
“I wish this was all about cookies,” I replied before I took a long sip of my beer.
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