Monday, May 17, 2021

Looking at floor after being given a compliment

 The difference between a great writer, and myself, is that while I am capable of using run-on sentences to eventually point you at a story, I will be just as happy running you into another run-on sentence over and over again because, near as I can tell, that is what this life thing does, over and over again.


I lied. 

There was no compliment. 

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