It hung over me all day.
Like cigarette smoke clinging to a shirt, her gaze haunted me every time I let my guard down.
The job had sidetracked me already. I resolved to find out more about this woman, to get another moment of peace, to find that serenity once more.
Once again, I was the underdog. Serenity like that couldn't stay pure with the likes of me. I'd set myself an impossible task.
One night of regret. One day in a dark room. Night comes and I crawl to the Whiskey bottle. But it's a different kind of peace now. It's second best.
Please save me. Save me from myself.