Right

Dear Sara,

            Since you’re reading this, I bet you’re wondering why I wasn’t in bed this morning.  I’d wonder that, if I had woken up in your position.  I just couldn’t take this anymore.  This day-in, day-out, same shit every day, it’s driving me insane.  You’re happy with watching the television for hours on end, I understand that. I tried to be happy with it, too, but I can’t do it.  That’s not the only thing, either.  Life is just stale.  Nothing is exciting anymore.  This is exactly what I never wanted with my life, you know this.  Every day I wake up, I wish I wasn’t here.  I finally decided to fix that.

            Don’t bother trying to find me, and yes, I know how cliché that sounds.  You’ll find the pieces of my phone in the blender.  I don’t know where I’m going yet, since I haven’t gotten there.  I’m just going away from everything.  I can’t stand this familiarity.  You’re the only person that knows I’m going, by the way.  I wrote you this note, and I haven’t told anyone. My family doesn’t know, none of my friends know, and no one will know.  They’ll figure out I’m gone when they don’t see me around anymore. 

            This isn’t your fault.  Please know I don’t think badly of you, or anything you’ve done.  I’m just done with this part of my life.  I’m off to make my own story.

I’m just not Mr. Right,

David