An ordinary conversation in passing
Yesturday I went down to the corner store to buy some eggs, being the domestic cooking being I am, when I was stopped by the lolly pop man. You know the guy who helps people cross the road? He was sitting there in he’s super reflective vest and engaged me in a deep conversation. I quickly realized he must have had daughters because he was concerned about my well being, the way I am treated...
Family of crazy people
I can hear my sister and Mum talking about ‘save the date’ invites for Lana’s wedding. She wants to send balloons so when you blow them up you can read the information but mum is convinced everyone is going to think they are “giant condoms”. Nice Mum, real nice.
Because you’re not the first and sure as hell won’t be the last