Last Trip

At 6:35am, he had his first beer. First cigarette at 6:41. He had met someone. The night before. Not intending too. Which might be why it bounced so heavily about his mind.

Sunday Morning Thoughts: 6.18.17

It is not Sunday morning. That’s right. It is now Monday afternoon. I strive for punctuality. My history has proven otherwise. No point getting all bent out of shape. However, this does not mean that I wasted a Sunday morning. Far from the case.