Merry Christmas!
“It’s that time of year again. A crisp chill is in the air. People are scrambling to get all their work done so they can jet off to their respective “middles of nowhere” and visit with family. Unhealthy levels of alcohol will be consumed in order that those people can tolerate the repugnant funhouse mirror-effect of spending awkward evenings with said relatives. Then, on a quiet night, distant from the watchful eye of the guiding stars above, someone will head out into the black, driving to the store to get more DuraFlame logs, and crash their Dodge into a thick, Scottish pine. They’ll lie dying in the snow, with their last thoughts dizzily obsessing over their life’s ironic regrets.”
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