>there are no buildings higher than your terrace in this city>you rarely see it but the view is beautiful >it’s your oldest kid’s 10th birthday and a bunch of his friends and their parents are over>it’s a great party, the kids are really having fun with all the activities and great food>you weren’t really paying attention but one by one everyone went inside at some point and now you are all alone>the view is beautiful but you haven’t looked at it at all>you stare at the beer left on the table >it’s been 20 years since you had your last sip>you hear your wife calling you inside>she was 10 herself the last time you had a nice eightball>you force yourself to look away from the beer and out across the city>life is perfect but you can’t help but consider jumping right off for a brief moment>the view is truly beautiful >you thank god you don’t get to stare off into it too often as you slowly turn around and walk inside forcing a smile>you comfort yourself with the thought that you might snap tomorrow as you sing happy birthday and pretend
>>221015301Yeah he sure did love his cocaine.
