We used to talk and smile seven days ago when I was wearing a suit. Now I'm dressed in a beard and smell of dog shit I dont even get eye contact. I ask her how her week is going, and she looks to her friend behind the counter as if to say: I think this creep is hitting on me. Shall we call the police?
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About Craig Stone, The Squirrel that Dreamt of Madness
Craig Stone, The Squirrel that Dreamt of Madness.
Themes
- Life — Reflections on the meaning, challenges, and beauty of life