Can we just fast forward a month or two so I can take this little fella home and smother him with love?
Parking Meter Blues // Peggy Sue
I kept one eye on the phone and one eye on the clock.
The numbers let me know that nothing else had stopped.
Home, cozy home.
Really missing this place right now. Ever since the fire, I feel as though I’ve become a different person entirely.
Deep, crippling boredom has set in at work. So I’ve appointed this owl to keep me company and scare away the grumps.
My crackhead neighbors are disturbing the peaceful vibes I’ve spent hours summoning. Grant me the serenity to avoid knocking on their door and screaming in their scabby faces.