Using art to brainstorm for an essay competition about Regret… not sure if I’ll enter.

”when i was in grad school i had
a roommate who was an under
grad and she had a relationship with
one of her professors. one day the
roommate and i went to a party that
the professor gave and the party was
at the professor’s house and while
there were many people there we were
more interested in meeting the wife
and the professor’s two young girls and
for some reason i remember how we
found the scene amusing as we won
-dered whether the wife had any clue
and she looked like she was trying
the best she could to smile away her
suspicion as she surely scrutinized to
see which one of us was the one
that her husband was sleeping with.
i hope she’s left her whore of a
husband and taken both her little
girls as far away from him…
within the year that
professor’s moved on to
another student and
my roommate was
sleeping with a
model… among
other
people.”
Regret
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