Saturday morning, 5.15 am, back home from a party. A bit drunk, tired, craving pizza and having crackers instead... Opening the computer to find a site I have forgotten all about. A blog. Someone else's. I browse and I read. I read and regret. I read and want to stop but more text keeps coming up... It's confusing.
I want to go sleep but I'm still here on the couch, browsing and reading. Reading and regretting at 6am.
A life is being shared, its pains, heart aches, happiness... A life, not my own, involving people presently in mine.
Do I really need to know the facts and share their past with my present?
It's 6.41 and I'm still here. Eating my crackers. Reading and regretting...
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