February 2, 2015
The storm was over today, evident by the way the sun hit the glass of the aquarium. Most of the morning sounds outside were muted except the scrape of snow shovels, wheels spinning out, and a neighbor's voice through the wall. The night before was crazy, James thought, wondering if there would be any consequences today. He avoided logging onto the usual social apps, except once, doing so out of habit. He quickly closed it again, the sound of a new email irrelevant. James not so much wanted the silence. He needed to change the way he felt about himself.