ORLANDO PHINEAS JR.

The night ended just like it should with Georgie driving off to her place and with me going to bed all alone. I cursed the night away regretting whatever stupidity led me to turn down her offer.

The next day I woke up feeling incredibly shitty. I would have happily picked waking up with a killer hang over than feeling this way; feeling like crap.

Sundays were particularly brutal but it brought with it hope in the form of a new week beginning all over again.

I felt a slight irritation with the realization that my devotion to work as an escape from my lonely life was...