From the archive

Don't die before you're dead

A family you started because it was time. A kid nobody was ready for. But your parents insisted. At home, you don't talk anymore. You hand each other invoices. Who's more tired. Who owes whom what. Who fucked everything up again. And you sit in your car in the garage for an extra fifteen minutes. Because it's the only place where nobody wants anything from you yet. But hey, you've got a proper life, just like everyone else. Fucking congratulations.