I drove around in circles, the heavy tears blurring my vision but I didn’t seem to notice them. I now sat in a parked car under some naked tree, in front of some strange house, looking straight ahead like an unstable person. Nothing was making sense. I can’t believe I just ran from the restaurant without a word. They didn’t deserve that and I know I should’ve at least called one of them to let them know I was ok; crazy but ok. Nothing I’ve done in the last twenty four hours has been normal and no matter how you put it I was nothing but a quitter. For a while I played with the idea of going back but once again the coward in me won. They were probably gone by now so there was no point in me going back. None whatsoever. I put the car in drive, this time with a direction in mind. Unless I was going to spend the night in my car I had to find a hotel and I had to find it soon. I was lucky to find a small hotel by the airport and from the looks of it, it was not one I would typically like to spend my night in.
