Neither did I.

Being useful had started to feel like belonging.

That was the trap.

I started the car.

But I didn’t drive to my parents’ house.

I didn’t go home either.

I simply drove.

The streets were nearly empty.

About fifteen minutes later, I passed a community center my company had supported during a winter donation drive.

A banner hung outside.

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