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Fucking Bellamy

Before my eyes even opened, I knehat had happened

The pounding in my temples

The dry mouth

The nauseating rolling of my stomach

The foggy details when I tried to piece together what day, week, month it was

Yep

Fucking Bellaain

I couldn’t even reht before, but that was one of thein your drink to, inevitably, kidnap you

Where he ever got the idea that such things were acceptable was beyond anyone, but he often struck you right when he thought you had been working too hard, or were being too uptight

It was his way of saying, “Hey, buddy, you need a couple drinks, and a nice weekend away”

Or, rather, it was his way of acting on it when you refused to follow his sage advice

If ever there was so too much, it was me I didn’t exactly have a work/life balance to speak of It was hard to develop that when the nature of your work sent you flying off on a plane with a one, or even if you would make it back

It was hard to foster close interpersonal relationships of any sort when that was your life And the idea to head soed you to every corner of the world all the time

What can I say?

When I wasn’t actively working, I just liked being home Home was like a vacation for me It was a place where I could spread out beyond scattered suitcases, a place where things actually belonged to me, and were always familiar

The inside of airports were more familiar than my own bedroom at this point in my life

Which was likely what I had tried to tell Bellaht before That since I just got back frootiation in El Salvador between a local gang and—and you can’t overnment, yeah, I was ready for a rest in my own bed

I’d even been fantasizing about the idea that ain, knowing I’d been gone for nearly aabout the dust bunnies accu in corners and under chairs

I would never ured if he had to clean—and he did—then it would be nice if it was my place

He did the laundry

The laundry

The worst chore in the world

At least in my opinion

Oh, yeah, stripping out ofdown into freshly laundered sheets that sent and a lot like bleach, then passing out? That sounded like heaven