Yeah, I drank a bottle of wine tonight.
A '94 Cab from Cali. I was beginning high school.
Sunday.
By myself.
It's okay- I did my laundry.
Folded it.
Cleaned my room.
Moved a 50-thousand lb. TV.
Planted some plants.
Swept my floor.
I think my domestic duties are taken care of for now.
And wine. Sweet wine. Is the reward for it all.
I only wish I had a fish to watch and talk to.
It would be the only pet I would not mind leaving alone for long periods of time.
Maybe sometimes the best person to tell your secrets to
is the one who "doesn't care."
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