Tossing the Match at the End of the Bridge
There's been a lot that's happened since the end of October. One thing of note has been the downfall of my friendship with my roommate. His alcoholism led to a rather troubled night in early November and as a result of that I have decided to move. I get the keys to the place on Tuesday. Sight unseen due to the Covid pandemic. It makes me a bit nervous wondering exactly what it is that i am moving into. But I'm cautiously optimistic to final feel like I'm reaching the end of a bridge which i got on a few years back when I initially became unhealthy due to my medication not being correct. The area i am moving into is nice. Away from the problems in the city. More so situated in the suburbs. Not to far from my favorite spots... but at the same time far enough away that my troubles wont haunt me. As for the roommate.... I do feel a bit of guilt leaving him to his own devices. Will he find peace... or will he continue troubled in his alcoholism until he has nothing left. I ...