Friday, August 31, 2012
Monday, August 27, 2012
That weird couple and their shaggy dog took a walk at midnight. Beneath the trees they walked and up on a hill and past sleeping windows and droopy street lamps. And out past the kittens and birdies and baby button mushrooms all asleep, they walked. They walked till their feet hurt, they walked till their sneakers were ripping at the seams, they walked till their shaggy dog panted. They walked and walked and walked, and then they stopped when they got to the little drug store on the hill.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Sunday, August 5, 2012
When I realised that the smell he associated with me was that of the soap I used, I wasn't sure whether to be amused or offended. Eventually I figured that he was just being honest and reporting things exactly as he finds them. Sign me up for that, I'll take reality over fiction any day.