Worst part of waking up this morning was having no idea where I was. Or
anything else. My glasses should’ve been on a nightstand. I should’ve
woken up on my right side, one arm over the edge, almost falling over.
No light in my room. I scrabbled on the nightstand through piles of
change and receipts and my .22 to find my glasses, the light switch on
the wall above. I should’ve woken up alone. Read story here.