God I am tired.
I sit here most nights, looking out over the water from the 21st floor, wishing I could just drift away into the ether. Instead I spend most nights allowing my mind to wander down corriders that should remain closed off.
I don't feel like elaborating, but let me say this: they say the road to hell is paved with good intentions, but that is complete bullshit.
The road to hell is a lost highway littered with regret, anger, self-interest, lust- every base human behavior imagineable.
And I know the way well.
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