Friday, September 7, 2012


Molly asked herself this whenever she found herself standing alone at a bar: "What is the purpose of my existence? Is it to buy another drink and watch other people have a good time or should I bolt out of here and go seek a finer pursuit like 'Mad Men' episodes on my DVR?" She watched a man come towards her and she turned her back to him and towards the bar. The barkeeper asked if she would like another. She said not now, maybe later. She gathered her purse onto her shoulder and began her maneuver through the crowd. Don Draper was waiting for her at home.

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