I promised myself I wouldn't write about this yesterday, but I am sitting here waiting for the show to start and have nothing to do, which gives me a short window of time to write this piece.
Yesterday was an interesting night. For the first time, in quite a while, I was by myself. Friday night with no one to do anything with. Few were out of the country, some about to depart hence unavailable. Some were in quarantine. Some were with each other and hence unavailable to hangout. (Yes I am talking about you two). So I thought, time to watch a movie. I watched No Man of God, a recreation of the relationship between the infamous Ted Bundy and his FBI handler. And I started to drink.
After I finished the movie (riveting by the way, check it out), I realized something. I just watched a movie about a rapist serial killer. I should message this girl I just had a long conversation the day before about how all men are evil until proven otherwise.
So I did. I messaged her and we hung out.
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