Remorse and Other Stories
Since when have I become this snappish, irritable person I was today? I don't like it one bit. Girl-who-I-snapped-at, I know you will read this, so please accept my apologies.
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It has been three meals since I ate anything. Rather, anything substantial.
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I just realised my home is where I live. My Bangalore home is still home, and I love it just as much, but it's not MY home. I get strange pangings for my little haven here. Strange, huh?
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As much as I don't believe it, it HAS been three months. Jesus Christ!!
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Uncle: Your mom said you've grown up. She seemed pleased
Reveur: Really? I'm pleased too. That's a big thing, coming from here.
Uncle: Yea. Just don't sober up too quickly.
Reveur: Hah. Like THAT will happen. Want to come home and see my mini bar?
Uncle: Sure, that'd be nice. You got any whiskey?
(My mom's brother)
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In the next couple of days, I will be doing one of the most difficult things I've EVER had to do. And that means choosing the right thing, over the thing I want to do most.
Wish me luck.
posted by La Eposa @ 7:19 PM
