December 13
The Pig connection has left me irritable and moody. The morning is gray and ugly and I feel like an utter failure in life, for the moment at least. I don’t want s*x immediately, so I decide to stop and see Auntie Flora before work. I need a distraction, something soothing, maybe even a ginger snap before I face the day.
My bike ride across town invigorates me, and I’m glad I decided to kick start my day this way. I park out front and head up, feeling worlds better. In the elevator, my stomach lurches from a lack of food, and I have a brief and unexpected feeling of doom.
The door to Auntie Flora’s home is ajar, which is bizarre. It’s always locked and I let myself in. She gave me a key to the place after a few visits which I thought was risky on her part. Then again she kn
