Moron
I steal a glimpse of my reflection from a shiny new car in the parking lot. A moron glared back from the tinted windows as the sun highlighted my receding hair line. My idiocy has assured I have no plans for tomorrow. No new shiny car in my future as I count change to buy yet another beer. I stood in the August heat aimless and hapless. My stupidity causes me actual physical pain. I recounted my massive mistakes and missteps over the last few days which are legendary even by my standards. At this point I'm not sure how I stand upright or function at all. I am stifled by myself at every turn. A moron standing in the summer sun...
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