I leaned against cold tile. Water, too hot, covered my face, streamed down my shoulders. The water turned the cold air of the bathroom thick and gray. It was heavy in my chest. You were still asleep. You didn't wake up when I clumsily pulled myself from the bed, tripping over the knotted blanket,...  read more

I made a speech.  "Life without a note card".  Only one regret.More later...