But this whole occurrence made the rest of us wonder if she did it on purpose and now we question our friendship with her. And looking back, it’s all a little hazy, so I don’t even know how she knew it was a crackhead. But if you’re awake on Moreland Avenue at 4 AM, chances are that is EXACTLY what you are unless you’re just drunk and hungry. Afterward we headed to a bar our friend owns and spent the rest of the night up really late dancing and come out to the shaming 8 AM sunlight. I wake up with bruised and bloody knees and can’t remember whether I made out the night before or if the injuries were from something else.
Spending all the next day with the family on no sleep left me exhausted. I came back to New York feeling really dirty and soulless, wishing I had a vacation from my vacation.