i park my car and unlock my front door to go inside my house, and somethings different. Nothings different, everything's the same, but yet still... somethings different. And i stand there for awhile... and then i know.
See, there are moments for me, usually when I'm in the O.R., when i just know what's gonna happen next.
So i go upstairs. As I'm walking down the hall, I'm trying to prepare myself for what I'm going to see in my bedroom. I step on a man's jacket that doesn't belong to me. And everything i think i know... just shifts. Because the jacket that doesn't belong to me is a jacket that i recognize. And what i know now is that when i go into my bedroom, I'm not judging going to see that my wife is cheating on me. I'm gonna see that my wife is cheating on me with Mark, who happened to be my best friend.
And i left.
