The first time was at a look off on the side of a road. Lady: “Would you like to say hello to a dog?” Me in my head: “Is it going to talk back?” …And now it’s time to carry on with the rest of my life. *** Earlier this…
Tiffany awoke in the middle of the night. Things were quiet. She immediately thought of Neville. This was the first time he had slept for so long during the night. She crept over to his room and felt for a pulse. Things were fine. Tiffany breathed a sigh of relief…
And he took the trophy to Waffle House.
Desperate times.
1. #22 Joey Logano. Duh 2. #48 Alex Bowman. One of these days 3. #11 Denny Hamlin. Also duh. Guys to watch. #50 Connor Daily. How even? #67 Travis Pastrana. A pleasant surprise. #84 Jimmie Johnson. He’s back…temporarily.
Another idealistic day dawned on Newton Farm. “Good morning, Lawrence!” Willie said too cheerily. “Rise and shine, Mr. Sun!” Grace exclaimed. “I’ll be off to the pasture.” “I thought you were an evening grazer.” Lawrence deadpanned. “Morning works just fine for me too, baby!” Grace chortled. She then set out…
Lawrence awoke to foul stench. The foulest he could remember in quite a long while. This is remarkable, since he lived on a farm. Smells like this happen every day. However, today was extra fragrant. Lawrence felt a beak in his chest. It wasn’t his. Opening his eyes, Lawrence saw…
Nothing really changes.
Why are we fighting in the first place? …and why does it supposedly take two weeks? Thoughts from a person who absolutely stinks at shooting games. These are questions I understand that I will never have answers to. That and… Why does my character constantly change? Playing as a girl…
No shame at all.