Ted did not sleep at all that night. Stepping outside after one of his predictable morning routines, Ted walked into a wall of fog. This was unusual, but for Ted this day would be slightly different anyway. He was not going to work. He was headed to the vaccination walk…
Somebody has to receive the gift for it to be given.
Sleep would not come easy for Ted. Nothing ever did. He tossed and turned. His brain offered up a plethora of socially awkward situations for him to sift through in astonishing detail. How could he remember each faux pas so well? Each transgression was followed by something even worse. First…
Ted adjusted his mask like a criminal. What an interesting time to be alive. He thought. Not long ago, dressing like this would arouse suspicion of anyone around. Now the whole world wanted you to be as covered up as you could possibly get. Ted absentmindedly strolled down the street,…
Gotta leave yourself some wiggle room.
Ted woke up in a hot sweat. It occured to him that he was twenty five years old. He had no idea how he got there. Well, this is not true. He did have some idea. Obviously his mom and his dad had decided to have a baby some time…
You do you.
I must admit that I have been sitting on this one for quite some time. Is it funny enough? does it happen often enough that it’s worth mentioning? It would seem that the answer to both of those questions is a resounding yes. So there’s no sense in keeping you…
That’s pretty much how all sales work.
If he ever sees it, hopefully he’ll think well of it.