Rainbows in my cloud
It was barely noon as I could tell from the darkness that still engulfed the room and I was still seated at the same spot I had been for the last 8 hours. The liquor bottle was half empty and I couldn’t see well enough to notice exactly what the time said. The red light beeping on my phone was an indication of either missed calls or text messages I had to respond to but I had no strength for either. I tried lifting my self from the chair but the headache I felt out weighed my urge to stand. I couldn’t keep up with this. This has been going on since I got back from work four days ago. The wordings of the letter still appeared to me like an apparition. The years I had put into working overtime, late nights, failed relationship due to a demanding job and even unplanned out of town trips were all in vain. Seated in a sweat drenched pajamas, 34, single and with no job. As these thoughts kept flooding my mind, I felt more depressed, drowning and almost suicidal. I had no idea where to star