Leah
Been going through some old photos of Leah and me. For the
shopping
They had come to see if the rumors were true.
"Each year, the mannequins begin the long crawl back to the spawning grounds while shoppers carefully pretend not to notice."
We’ve all had days like this. Hers just came all at once.
I’ll pass. I’ll ask Nora if she’s interested.
"They all longed for it, but today only one would find its forever bathroom."
He thought the labels were keeping them from becoming themselves.
The duck was his emotional support, legal counsel, and ride home.
I don’t think people are wishing anymore. I think they’re feeding it.
Nora called this “not groceries.” Fair.
Apparently “cat food and batteries” is not a meal plan.
In my
Preparing for another wild day of single adulthood.
