Troy Jamail Thomas

Low on Merlot

I swore to my friends, all two of them, that if I ever found myself single again I'd be single for the rest of my life. Two years after my divorce, however, loneliness had wrapped its icy grip around every fiber of my being. Two years of being the fifth wheel, two years of cuddling with pillows at night, and, believe it or not, but two years of actually being jealous of hearing my friends talk about their relationship problems forced me back onto the dating scene with a vengeance.