I never intended to cheat, yet here we are. Every time we catch up I swear to myself that I will end it. Then of course we fuck, and I vow that it will be the last time. I hold out a day or even a week, but inevitably I find myself reaching for my phone and messaging her. Rinse and repeat…

Seriously, being a voyeur in the modern age sucks. There’s nothing to see. All anyone ever does is sit at home watching television. Together or alone, they stare like zombies at a screen. They don’t bother to move, talk, or do much of anything.

Where’s the drama?

Back in the day, you could peep though someone’s window and see some real action. Scarcely would a night go by that you wouldn’t see someone fighting or fucking. But now the only action is on those God damn screens…