Six Years of Empty Love

n out a bug in the new level's physics engine. My phone

brightly at the camera. He was leaning in close, his arm around her, a possessive

a spiral. I would have been blowing up her phone with frantic texts, calling her over and over, my

ive cocktails, the deliberate pose, the d

elt...

me. It was like watching a movie I'd seen

d out

sy with this

focus. The bug I was chasing was a complex, interesting problem. For the first time, I realized how much mental energy I had b

t energy was

en I finally packed up and drove home, the a

entire mattress, and fell into the deep