chadedge

So I thought I saw my ex-wife the other day.

It totally freaked me out.


I'm talking back tattoo and everything. I stood across the street, watching her as she watched me, both of us just out of the corner's of our eyes as to hold onto denial.

Of course, I just became a crazy bastard because there's no reason in hell for her to be in Seattle. Shit, it's been forever. I rarely think of her, but now and again she creeps back into my head.

Welcome to wack-job night in Chad-land.