It was to be another late night; exhausted from only 10hrs sleep in 3 days I met some friends and we acquainted ourselves over pricey old fashions. I hadn’t prepared myself to see her and her snobby lovers. I expected to be apathetic to a large degree as she hardly crosses my mind except when I need some blurred false memory to get off.
Then suddenly, out of nowhere a beautiful bird in a burgundy hat appeared. I swallowed my breath and stood motionless amongst muffled voices and shifting figures. I staggered soberly to my seat and remained silent. I managed to enjoy the show despite feeling unsettled and nauseous. How a fool I’d been. A narcissist loves company and thankfully, she found her equals.
Her mourning coffee 