I own nothing.


On the Greyhound, I thought alot more than I normally would have.

I thought about Bryce's wife and deaf Marlene. I remembered what I told Gwen back at the Mickeypot Tavern.

"I'm in love with my landlord's wife! Is that what you want to hear?"

Maybe it was true. Maybe I did love Bryce's wife. I don't know. What does love feel like?

I still wasn't sure.

That would have been a good thing to ask Marlene. She was married. She must have loved her husband at one time. Even if she did cheat on him.

Maybe I was tired.

Maybe apathy was still a virtue.

Maybe I was pretty fucking sad about Marlene and Bryce's wife.

Yes. I think so.