Why...

A good question to ask myself that now tha I am in the late evening of the day in the comfort of my cold and empty office.

Wasn't only the day has been boring and the evening too exciting, I was being dangerous. I was flirting with disaster.

Oh, now I know how to call it disaster, when I was playing the fire of purgatory I was having so much fun. Great. I am a living contradiction of myself.

Slap me, kill me, do everything that is necessary to make sure that I will never ever repeat what I said I will never repeat. And yet this thing has been happening since March and I'm still starting to sort it all out...