Sitting on the floor in a dark room looking at the sun in the window. Worried if that’s someone’s body laying past the door. Your head starts to hurt and the hangover memories begin. You remember how it did begin. You remember dancing in the club. You don’t remember who you was kissing but when they said come on you held on. You remember running from a dog and kissing more while falling down. You remember your friends saying something but those kisses made the words pointless. You should really start Jumping Thru Darkness as soon as you remember how you ended up on the floor of an abandoned apartment. Now this could be a real scary moment if you are a woman. But the darkness doesn’t care about gender. So even a man would be scared looking towards that window….JTD
JTD SOBER LIVING 