some shit
yesterday was depressing. i don't mean that in the sense of disappointing. i mean to tell you that it depressed me in the sense of a tongue depressor, a garbage compressor weighing down on me. i felt like gravel.
and today i woke up feeling better. i'm a little bit concerned about our future, but on the whole, the rag man draws circles up and down the block. i'd ask him what the matter was, but i know that he don't talk.
and today i woke up feeling better. i'm a little bit concerned about our future, but on the whole, the rag man draws circles up and down the block. i'd ask him what the matter was, but i know that he don't talk.