I went driving the other night to listen to music and just to look for things that might not be there. It was only around eleven p.m. and no one was outside, or inside. The gas station was closed, out of all the years I’ve been here, I’ve never seen the gas station closed atContinue reading ““No one” is (t)here.”
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Nothing
I am a thirty year old man, that’s all I can tell you right now because the other things about me could land me in a jail cell. But in order for this story to be interesting at all, I have to open up to what I imagine to be people. As if anyone wouldContinue reading “Nothing”