Chapter 33

  The morning sun peering through the curtains wakes me for my slumber which I immediately regret. When you don’t get to sleep in a proper bed very often, or at all, all you want to do is sleep more and more, almost hoping that you can sleep your life away, but somehow you wake up. You realize you still have responsibilities, problems, and shit to deal with even though the bed underneath you beckons you to stay forever in its warm embrace.

  “Patrick?” I say as I turn around to find the bed empty… Yet again.