Last night I was so very close to hopping on the 21 bus to stop and get some H.
Dan and I have a colossal argument last night, and I actually left and went walking to the bus.
After a long walk and second-guessing myself a dozen times, I walked home. Dan and Genevieve were already sleeping when I got home.
So today, I went to a meeting. The first one in a month. What the fuck am I doing?