I sat the letter on the letter on the counter and started my cleaning blasting music as I did so. I finished up around lunch time and I made myself a snack. I still couldn't remember what happened last night and it was eating at me. Something happened that made me run home through the woods vs taking my car home. Why would I leave everything there? Who is the man that I know was with me at least at some point?
The man, I have a gut feeling that he holds the answers. from what I could remember he had dark hair, Brown? Black? I can't remember. I remember him sitting so his height is not something I can look for in people to narrow down who the man is. His facial features were blurry in my memory. He could be any one.
I sighed and dropped my head to the counter. I just wish I could remember. I want to know why I woke up naked in the woods behind my house. Naked of all things. I'm not a prude, but I also wouldn't go streaking just because either.
I couldn't dwell on it anymore for the moment my head was starting to hurt.