I was wrong. Running wouldn’t solve anything. I can run away from other people as much as I want but I can never escape the one thing that I need to. Myself. I can never escape my problems, my life. They just follow me. Wherever I go. There will never be peace. You can’t escape permanently. But there is always a way to escape temporarily. I’ve finally sunk to that level. So now it’s about one a.m. and I’m lying on the couch with lights off listening to Keith Urban, Dashboard Confessional, and the really heartrending artists. . I just laid there staring at the digital clock, slowing drinking from the bottle and quietly singing along to my favorite songs…

2:00… 3:00… 4:00…and finally sleep