Whisky Tango Foxtrot?!

[Occhidiangela]

I reckon if I had really wanted to, I could have stayed till breakfast or allow for some little slip up... There were a few women that wanted me so badly that they were willing to stay in the background and wait for me till I was done... And at least one would have probably done so, had I asked. She did everything her in power to get me to stick around. She wanted kids... And would have been happy at home raising them while I was out doing my own thing. I strung her along with vague promises that I might consider it, only because we were so good at scratching the itch together. For a time, I started to consider it. My will and resolve were softened. She was wearing me down, and I thought about kids, and a house, and little white fences, and the PTA, first day of school, all those things. I wanted it. She wanted it.

In the end, I left town and broke her heart rather than take the chance of meeting her face to face and possibly losing what little bit of willpower I had left. God I was a prick. I found out later she spent a year in a mental hospital pining away for me. She had slashed her arms from wrists to elbow.
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One trouble with acid is the difficulty its long term effects pose on differentiating the flashbacks from memory.

Occhi