Not Your Average African-American

Yesterday, I did something out of the ordinary.

I drank.

Yes, I did. And it eased away all my misery.

And I’m sorry I haven’t written in a long time. I’m busy. I kind of don’t have time for this; but I think I should do it more often.

I’ve got once more day left until I get my license. And then I’m doing something stupid. Don’t ask me what; but I’m doing something dumb the day I get it. Just for the adrenaline rush. Just to be dumb. Just because I miss him.