It was a long ride home.
Sometimes your own mind will turn traitor on you. It's impossible to reason with yourself, especially when you have my over-developed sense of guilt.
Because if you think in binary, 0.0001% is still I. You can't be a 0 unless you are perfect. Which I'm not. I wish to whatever anyone considers holy that I was.
The I damns me.
I'm so empty that I don't think I could even cry.