
Zombied.
The candied yams and cranberry stuffings have taken over.
The armchair seems to far of a trek.
My bowels churn in a slow rumble of gravy and turkey mash.
I'm getting ready to change.
From January to September, the light lasts a little longer each day.
posted by Matt McKechnie @ 12:29 PM Comments: 0
I'm curious about this thing we call life and the inception of the whole ideology.