As you can see, I’m really starting to pick up the pieces since the divorce.

It’s not a bad apartment, right? I mean, it probably looks a lot more spacious than it is what with the lack of furniture and a family to love and care for, but I’m sure it’ll be fine once I stop blaming myself for my wife’s infidelity.

No, see, the therapist says I need to say things like that out loud to promote my emotional healing. He also told me that I should do something for myself, you know? Something to make me feel good about being a useless sad-sack and a pathetic anchor that drags others down. That’s why I bought that pair of Pinnacle 3-Element Speakers you see by the sleeping bag.

That high piano gloss finish and curved sidewall construction is pretty stunning, huh? Man, I used to love just sitting around and enjoying music before Jessica took the kids to her mothers and told me she was filing for divorce. With two 3” polymer cone woofers with butyl surrounds and the 1” liquid cooled silk dome tweeter with neodymium magnet in each one, I just know I’m going to fill the horribly sickening void I feel in my chest from being such a failure with sweet jams from my slightly happier childhood. Just as soon as I buy a receiver. And a bed. Or maybe a sofa bed. The possibilities are endless and terrifying!

Say, buddy, you mind letting me borrow a few bucks for groceries. I sort of spent my money for the month on the speakers. Jessica would probably scold me for doing something so thoughtless and stupid, but she’s not here right now, is she?

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