(Cont)...The attendant looks at me and I cant tell if shes shocked or pissed, but shes walking towards me...
& #39;If you want my number you could& #39;ve just asked the first time& #39; ... huh?..ohh no ...I& #39;m married I say as I show her the ring on my finger... https://twitter.com/_YongDim/status/1279773636866584577">https://twitter.com/_YongDim/...

Shes close enough so I know she smells the alcohol from my breath...
& #39;Well call your wife then, you& #39;re too drunk to be driving& #39;... I fumble with my phone a bit and as I& #39;m about to hit dial it all comes back.. I remember everything

Today is July the 5th...its been 730 days since she died...we& #39;d been in a car crash...I cant remember how it happened because I was blackout drunk. I& #39;d later quit alchohol and swore never to step into African shrine anymore... well except on July 5th..

I get drunk on July 5th and drive around in circles on same road we had the crash cursing the gods who kept on sparing my life.
& #39;Are you going to call her or what?& #39;
.. the attendants words brought me back to reality...fuck I was getting sober ...

Not again ...not another year of torment ... I noticed the stationary fuel truck parked right ahead of Me... if the gods were going to take me I might as well deliver myself to them...

I turned on the ignition and hit the gas praying to whatever spirits were around that the tanker was full of petrol....tonight....tonight I get to tell her I& #39;m a changed man. ....