Sep 25, 2020
4 min read
The Day I Attempted Suicide
We see how well that worked out now, don’t we?
The mid-90s. I can remember that only because of the apartment I was living in at the time. It was cold out. But it was a stone’s throw from D.C. so that narrows it down to any time within a six-month window. I guess it doesn’t matter though, does it?
