Eighth Flight
Whenever I seem to be particularly bored with this place, it tends to find some way to grab my attention and at the very least momentarily distract me. Why, just the other morning, I was on my way to work when I decided to stop by the market. Out of nowhere, a lovely lady runs out to the lake, takes her shirt out, dunks it in the water, and runs back to the church with her soaked shirt in hand.
I'm sure a better man than I would have asked why this happened.
At the same time, I've been working long enough that I daresay it's about time for a change in wardrobe, not to mention getting something a little better for working with machines. Gods know it's overdue.
I'm sure a better man than I would have asked why this happened.
At the same time, I've been working long enough that I daresay it's about time for a change in wardrobe, not to mention getting something a little better for working with machines. Gods know it's overdue.