June 25 - 11:30 - Mossy Oak Road
I killed him.
I had no choice - in my mind. He stole my future and destroyed my past. Now all I have left is an empty gun and a hollow shell. The events streaming through my memories are like a bad movie with a huge budget. Everything went according to plan. I knew he would be alone. I came in through the back door where the lock is broken. The artificial lights in the room cast artificial shadows all over the floor. I heard footsteps coming towards me. I didn't hide, what was the point of hiding? He's going to die whether he sees me or not. He walked in front of me and I pulled the trigger. I was gone before his body hit the floor.
Like clockwork.
I thought it would change things, make things better. It has done the exact opposite. I turn the rear view mirror away so I don't have to look at myself. As my mind comes back to reality, I realize that its snowing extremely hard outside. I keep driving and I see a set of headlights coming towards me. As they get closer, the car attached to them starts to swerve on the ice. It spins completely out of control and into my lane. The front of the car rams into my drivers side door. Its instant darkness.
June 25 - 11:30 - Mossy Oak Road
I dont understand why she's so unhappy. I guess some people are naturally sad. Oh well, she'll be alright. The earth can't function without rainy days. This blizzard is very difficult to drive in, I can barely see where Im going. The car jerks to the left and I barely avoid hitting a car coming in the other direction. Clearly the lines on the road are non-optional. I hit a pothole and lose all control of the car. Im swerving out of my lane. I see another car coming right at me. I cant steer the car out of the way, we're headed for a direct collision. The comedic side of me cant help but think, "I hope this guy wanted to die."
Funny how things work out.
