I step out of my car with all the eagerness of a cow going to a slaughter house. I look around, but the harsh gusts of wind sting my eyes and make it hard to focus. My vision goes blurry almost immediately. The cold, frigid air continues to claw at my face, quickly turning my eyeballs into an irritated, watery mess despite the barrier of my thick glasses. Tonight’s pitch black sky doesn’t really help matters, either.

It’s hard to see much of anything in all this darkness. There don’t seem to be any exterior lights in sight, and if there are, they sure as hell aren’t on.

I lock my door, and my eyes linger on my Polo for longer than necessary. My parking is crappy as ever. I guess that’s just one more thing I can add to the list of things I’ll be getting judged for tonight.

I know I’m stalling. Again.

This just feels so insane and surreal. I can’t believe I’m actually going through with it.

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