Month: August 2019

I’m sad.

I think we’re lucky we got what we got from the man.

I think we’re lucky, but we needed more. Like, a whole lot more.

You were a person, I bet.

I meet so many pretend people.

I never felt like you were pretend.

I wore a friend out on American Water while driving from Louisville to San Diego. I may have ruined it for him for life.

But we needed more, and he had a lot left to give.

We were all, especially him, denied.