It’s 5:00am in mid September, it may as well be midnight it’s so black. I find myself in a deserted parking lot, waiting. I didn’t sleep last night, my stomach is in a knot, the car door that doesn’t close properly is leaking ice-cold rain water and the wind is clawing at the cracks, whistling – it’s near gale force. Why am I here?
Two others arrive in the secluded lot, victims like me – users. We sit there in the dark, staring, waiting, who will make the first move
It’s me, it has to be! I left my half naked girl in a warm bed at 4:00am to make sure I was first in the queue. The irrational decisions started long before today – skipping work, buying air tickets…