Stare Into Space

Damn, I’m Deep*

Posted on | July 4, 2010 | 3 Comments

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 American Beauty.


Gerry Hayes

Gerry Hayes

I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and deride my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.

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