To all of the bad decisions that led me to this point. Alone, at night…down a dark alleyway. You might think I would be grateful for what little light was there, the red glow of neon…red…alleyway…yes, draw your own conclusions on that one.
Illuminated by nothing more than the glow from flickering sighs, each one advertising one form of carnal pleasure or another…I was faced with a choice…another decision to make. The fact that I was still there, standing in front of one of the sleazier clubs on the block, full of hesitation should tell you something. It should be an easy decision…turn around…walk, run even if I hadn’t been in obscenely high heels. But my night of bad decisions was far from over.
The latest one made, set in stone…no going back, I crossed the threshold and dove head first into the darkness…
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