10-Minute Warning II

OK. So, what can I type in 10 minutes after drinking 6 highball glasses of Jack and Coke in under an hour?

Let me say – it has been years since my last serious relationship, and I want to say this on The Dispatch I don’t deserve a breakup email. I may have my mistakes, and any form of breakup is awful, but come on – a breakup email? Fuck that shit.

In other news, why did I drink 6 glasses of Jack and Coke tonight? Because I want to. Since 2022, I promised to drink my favorite Jack and Coke every week, but I only drank 4 glasses last January. Last week I drank 4 glasses, and tonight I drank 6. So, that’s 10 glasses of Jack and Coke this February. My therapist will kill me because of the more-than-a-fuckload consumption of my favorite drink. But come on. Let me live a little.

Speaking of my therapist – my last session was last July of 2022. Is the date of my last session a sign of progress? Some of my friends think so. But I think it’s weird. Almost 7 months? I should check up on my therapist via email. Soon. Maybe not tonight. Maybe tomorrow. I’m so drunk as hell right now.

And time’s up.


Image header: Marcin Dampc of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2022.

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The Deranged Writer

Yes, he wears a mask sometimes. And according to most people, he looks like Bruno Mars when he is unmasked. He is a web/graphic designer by day and a hobby writer by night. (Or during his free time. It depends.) He is a huge fan of Dave Grohl and The Undertaker. He is a friendly introvert.

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