Passing Time | It All Tells A Story

I am sitting in the Safeway parking lot. I've opted to remain in the car. My skin isn't up to feeling humans today. I am hyper aware of my surroundings; the boy to the right of me, too young for the era of Limp Bizkit, but he's feeling their vibe. "keep talkin' that shit! imma … Continue reading Passing Time | It All Tells A Story