Jul 29, 2009 00:24
"So," Colin asked, "Are you just fucked, then, or what?"
Alcohol throbbed at my temples and I did my best to ignore it. It was a question that I had asked myself more than once. Enough times that I felt like I had come to a conclusion I was satisfied with.
"I don't know," I answered. "But if I am, I don't think it matters, in the long run." I had another drink. Why the hell not, right?