Walk

What the fuck are you doing walking home in the rain at 5am, after agreeing to something you knew you didn’t want to do in the first place?

And what else did you expect than the same old thoughts in your head?

You’re not even drunk, and that’s probably the worst part. You’re as sober as an infant and still you’re doing this voluntarily.

The first means of public transportation isn’t on the road until an hour from now. This isn’t something you learned just now, you knew about that fact when you left.

So what exactly are you doing? And why the fuck are you doing it alone?