Day 229: Greenhouse
[Project 365]
I had a moment to myself in the wee hours of Monday morning, when I went outside and sat in the driveway of my parents’ place and listened to the rising symphony of insects and night birds as they called to each other from the shadows. I grew up in the country but I never quite got used to the country dark. Country dark is dark. Impenetrable and vast. It was weird at first but…
Every time I come home from work, Jack rises to my outstretched hand as a way of saying, “Welcome back, sucker. Now feed me.” [Project 365]
The real world’s a drag lately so I made a fake one. There, I live alone and pay bills and work. What a concept. [Project 365]
From the local cultural staple known as Jerry’s Sno Cones (I’ve searched and searched for the Great Balls of Fire clip that features Jerry’s to no avail). After suffering the crushing ego blow one feels when one’s car’s front undercarriage scrapes the curb in front of a tittering crowd, AY-D and I sheepishly ordered a Rainbow Supreme and a White Wedding Surpreme, respectively. We immediately launched into brain-freeze mode and lodged our tongues in the…
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