Wednesday, December 16, 2015

i've been looking at the blue of the sky more lately

if i lit a match the guy next to me would catch fire. what i'm saying is he's drunk. he shows me his scratcher just this moment "i just won twenty bucks." oh, nice man. i tell him a little too patronizingly. i haven't been drinking much lately. nothing to celebrate, no impending demise, no dreary depression. it's none of that. at the moment.