Today's OneWord: Clear

Everything was meant to be crystal clear. Everything was meant to make sense. If that were the case, how the fuck did I end up in a literal ditch on the side of the road? I don't remember the faces of the people who hit me with their fists, who kicked me with their feet. I don't remember where they dumped me at all. I think that my legs are both broken, and of course, it has to rain so I get drenched to the bone. So fucking cliché. Where's that Good Samaritan when I need 'em?

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