9:49 PM

by Planet Embla

Friday night.

I am sitting behind my computer screen, (alone) listening to some feel good Destiny’s Child (my favorite band as a kid) drinking Fireball Cinnamon Whiskey (as a grown woman). How fucking nasty. Who drinks that, especially alone?! God damn, I don’t think I have ever been alone on a Friday night. Nights like this make me want to drop everything and go back to New York City.

Why did I leave again?