Kool-Aid. Party of One
Editor's Note: I present a guest post from Dacia. Seems it will be the only one.
After last weekend, my life has felt empty. I can't sleep, I can't eat, I just sit and stare out the window and long for someone to bust me with a back-handed compliment.
"I like you, you remind of myself when I was young and stupid"
I spend endless hours clicking "refresh" on my browser hoping for a new morsel from Joe Speaker to get me through the day. No one here understands me anymore. I am a fish out of water in this world of reality and I can't shake the feeling that something is missing.
And then, it hit me... I knew what I had to do. It is the only way to salvage what is left of the memories of one of the most epic weekends of my life. I will become one of them. I will build my own house, in their world, and hope they come to visit.
Call me Betty, Betty Underground.