Fallout in The Stuff That's Not Interesting But Is The Most Interesting Stuff I'll Write

I’ve been behaving as should be expected. The disappointment of the whole situation in Paris was of course upsetting and I definitely found myself in some expected situations. I mean, of course I’d end up drunk with some stranger on top of me… And then two days later I’d be watching the sun rise in a drug dealer’s house while making out with a hot Middle Eastern prostitute.

It wasn’t until I was texting my friend Daniel, who is having health and marital problems, that I realized exactly how okay I am. He’s getting divorced from his husband whom he married during that brief 2008 pre-prop 8 marriage equality free-for-all. We were both lamenting our situations and he said, “We’re still young and good-looking, we can start over.” After I was done arguing about the young and good-looking part of that sentence, I realized how true he is.

I have three significant options before me but I’m not exactly sure which one I shall choose. You can bet whatever it is, it won’t be an easy road. I figure I have until the end of October, which is when Sarah is getting married, to have everything sorted and be gone. It’s clear that it’s all over. My time here is coming to a close.