Monday Morning
It is the day after losing an hour of sleep, it is pouring, and it is dark. When I was a real person with a real job I would figure out a way to work from my desk all day or at worst hide in the warehouse with its nice big roof. This is no longer an option because my lazy wife won’t go feed the beasts in the morning. Feel free to leave comments below to shame her into action. Thank you.
Where to find some warmth in the cold and rain? On top of a decomposing pile of poo of course.
You go out there. No, you go. No, you.
Everyone’s ears are folded back and they are irritable.
