So I didn’t post yesterday.
This week I’m working on the 26th floor of a building overlooking the lake, which is the same color as the sky. It’s like sitting at the edge of the world. You can’t see a horizon. Everything just turns iridescent gray. I got lost in the Pedway and realized that this is where I will ultimately die, most likely of a zombie attack. And last night my friends fixed a car by tying a bumper onto a chassis with the drawstring from a hoodie.
Life. It keeps happening. And you know what, I like it.