Nine Lives

He stares at his liquor bottle, and remembers the time he sacrificed his life to the ocean depths; a dolphin steadily rushed him to the shallows, then allowed the evening currents to carry him to the shores. That night he erased the X he had put on his calendar; the day he was to die. A few weeks back, he had tied a noose round his neck; he let go the chair, only for the rope to cut. "Am I cursed?!" he shouted. He wondered whether Fate kept him alive, to let him chew on the memories of his Ex, which hurt like hell. One fortnight, he even ate a lot of peanuts, forgetting that it’s only in his dreams he was seriously allergic to them. He’s really eager to die, but death is always shying away from him; existence is a riddle he isn’t in the mood to respond to…. Date of Entry: 25/08/2017