on the bus today, paused at a stoplight, with windows that open, I thought briefly of spitting my gum out my window, into the window of the car idling next by.
and of asking for a cigarette and burning something with it.
but what? tsk, that would never never do.
there are really rocks in your head, and your skin is really moving, and so is the ground.
I am going to gain weight, starting now.