![]() They’ve seen so many poker players doing this walk of shame, I’m sure they can tell the slow way I’m walking back as the sign of a LOSER, instead of the jaunty and cocky walk I’d just taken hours ago in the opposite direction. I shuffle past the guard towers, wondering if they’d seen me on my walk into the Commerce Casino this morning, and if they knew I’d just been felted in a brutal manner. ![]() I barely remember where I’d parked my car all those hours ago. I put my sunglasses on as I get outside, the sun now strangely harsh. I internally sigh and think to myself “How could I’ve done this again?” I slowly make my way outside, trying to walk like a lady yet seemingly fragile and sad at the same time. ![]() I look around, barely able to make eye contact. I lean down and pick up my purse, reach over and get my jacket. ![]()
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