Do You Hate Me?

Does everyone hate me? Is this a mistake? Should I be doing this? Am I being paranoid? Is this one too many? I’m not talking about the drinks. I’m talking about the revelations. Is this going to lead to divorce? Disownment? Amputation? I worry sometimes. Isn’t that what bloggers do?

She knelt down beside his chair and asked him about Anne Carson. “Do you want to go to the bathroom with me?”

“No,” he said.

“Oh my God,” she said, when I was paying her check by the bar. “Is he afraid? Did I scare him?”

“Yes,” I said. “Next time, less makeup, less poetry.”

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