I told something personal to a friend, which became this one.
Girl with amnesia keeps talking to the same guy… Koolaid, spiked water, and then the trinity cocktail.
The same guy who gave me the spiked Koolaid, later spiked my water.
My traveling friends and I went to Burning Man. I handed off a cup of spiked Koolaid given to me by another person, for I wasn’t in the mood to drink booze. He passed out in his tent for more than a day. The next morning, outside of his tent were two apples.
On the way home, he kept insisting we stop and get drunk, that we stop by the petrified wood attraction. When we returned home, he offered his folding Asian screen to me for $100.
My only friend
The “bad” guy, not so sophistocated but knowledgable about the world
Maybe a runner, he left St. Louis and he’s looking for a new place to call home
He can be your lover, he can help with the bad boyfriend, he’s a drunk with a big heart
Have a drink with him, give him a place to crash
As I was driving to an interview yesterday, I saw Zoey. I am certain it was her. I was too stunned by disbelief to stop. She looked good, healthy and cared for. When I lost it and lost her I kept thinking this is the Reality Show as a maroon car followed me.
Is it possible I will find her? She had her tags and was registered. I can only hope that somewhow I will be reunited with Zoey.