June 2002 I left work and drove home after having a revealing conversations with one of my bestest male friends that we could sneak off together and umm lets say "trip the light fandango" We're both married and have a sexual tense relationship. I adore him and know that we would have made fireworks. Loyalty brought me home, but theres times I think I shouldn't have drove home alone.

ps.. thought I was gonna confess driving home drunk huh? nope, never been intoxicated. Ever.


When was the last time you made a decision you later had regrets about?

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