Lunchtime
An odd turn has left me eating sandwiches in the park with the Office People. I used to be like you, Office People. Now I just have no money instead. I probably drink more tea, though. So, you know, there’s that.
Damn, I’m Deep*
A heart-shaped balloon blew into my yard. Partially deflated and struggling against a ribbon and plastic weight, it flailed and twisted in the wind. I watched through the window for a bit before cutting the ribbon. Then, I watched it float away. Until it was gone. *I’m exactly like that intense, pot-head, stalker kid in […]