Regret

He woke up, already regretting last night’s decision.

He was slightly ashamed, and also felt dirty.

A simple action would have averted this feeling; an action he’d taken countless times before.

But not last night.

His mouth felt disgusting.

If only he had brushed his teeth before going to bed.

Renewed Enthusiasm!

Having been away on holiday, Danny came back, and did the usual things;

Threw his bag down (to be unpacked later) had a cuppa, checked his emails, looked at his blog...

In 2 days, it had more views than it had received in weeks!

Danny started thinking about new posts...