
At 9:30 i started in on my 1.5L of wine,
I invited an old friend to come over and
give me some writing advice.
He explained the fabrication of perfection.
As well as painting a picture with words. The clock hit
10:40 and i asked danny to leave, the liquor store closes
in twenty minutes and i need another bottle of wine.
The second i stepped out of the liquor store i twisted
the cap off the bottle of wine took a large pull and
started heading for home. I sang Barbra Allen
in a cheerful drunken state.
"Mother go make my beddd make it longggg and narrow My true love died
for my yesterday i shall die for her tomorrow"
I was one block away when a cat ran up to me, a pretty cat
black with orange spots. I decided that i would follow the
cat. I ended up at a church and sat near a garden as the cat walked
back an forth rubbing against my legs. I don't remember leaving
but i woke up with a splash of wine left in the bottle and
poured it down the sink.
what is supposed to be happening is happening.
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