#00016: I drank an ashtray.

Sometimes I feel guilty when I’m having fun.
I must have fun the right way, they tell me.
I feel guilty for enjoying having fun in all wrong ways I did.

Today I had fun.

We drove around for a while. Stopped for dinner at The Grocer. Ended the night smoothly relaxing in the living room.

Having fun felt good. I shyly admit that I have fun from time to time. I even binged on having fun for a couple of years.

I’m sorry.

And I also drank a bottle filled with roaches. The room was dark. I was thirsty.

I was able to laugh at myself.

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