Into the Weeds

(Why am I naming days?) I’m writing these posts in bed after being incapacitated by the worst back injury of my life yesterday, so please be patient as my pain-addled mind moves through the last few days. 10/9/14, Day 14,037 (Mercena Day 55): Into the Weeds This was the day I began to feel trulyContinue reading “Into the Weeds”

Journal, 07/02/12

“FEEHAN: Or maybe…maybe she does offer him a cigarette. And when he turns, she’s not sure. Maybe it’s him, maybe it isn’t, it’s been a long time, and whoever this guy is, he’s been beat up by the world, and this dame, she’s been beating things up, so they think, but they don’t know. HeContinue reading “Journal, 07/02/12”