October

I stopped working today. I just couldn’t do it anymore. I had to go outside. Do something else. I went to the grocery store. I needed more creamer. Guess who I saw there? Fucking Karen. I was standing there looking at the dairy aisle and she walked right past me. I didn’t notice it was her at first. I had to follow her a bit. It was her though. At least I thought it was her. No it was her. It was my Karen. I even walked up to her and tried to talk to her. Didn’t go well. She claims to not even know me. Not even remember me. I asked her if she has ever delivered mail to my house. She said yes. She fucking said yes. It was Karen. Why? Why does my heart ache so much? I am not fucking dead Karen. Why have you forgotten me? Why am I just a fading memory? It hurts. She is just toying with me. I DON”T THINK IT IS GOD DAMN FUNNY!