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.
