The first night in my new apartment after I left the house in which I lived with the father of my kids. My kids were at grandma’s. I had been married for exactly ten years on the day I signed the rental agreement.
The bed was big. I could hear the wind noises from the window. I could hear my cat shuffling stuff in the restroom. I cried for the death of an era. It was a turbulent era, but still, it was ten years old and now it was dead. I cried and cried and cried and cried. I put my hands on my chest and cried some more. I’m a lover to silence and solitude, but on that night, I was the loneliest I have ever been.
The bed was big. I could hear the wind noises from the window. I could hear my cat shuffling stuff in the restroom. I cried for the death of an era. It was a turbulent era, but still, it was ten years old and now it was dead. I cried and cried and cried and cried. I put my hands on my chest and cried some more. I’m a lover to silence and solitude, but on that night, I was the loneliest I have ever been.
"Hipster is what happens when young hot people do what old ladies do." -Exian