Just a Mundane Day It was just a day like any other day. Nothing special, just a day in mid-July at around 70 degrees. The sun was out, the skies were blue, and birds were perched high atop light poles shitting on the cars below outside the hospital window. But unfortunately, this month wasn’t starting too well for most folks. David Bowie had just retired from his Ziggy Stardust stage persona, and they just found out that President Nixon had secretly recorded incriminating conversations and Bruce Lee had died. The world was just shit at that time; you need to learn that right from the get-go. What the birds were doing to the cars below was reminiscent of the current events. Things just happen, and that’s how I came to be in a world that was shit and, thus far, hasn’t changed so much since then. They even stopped making metal Tonka trucks, so it’s gotten a lot worse. What was wrong with lead paint anyway? It tasted great!!! So there I was, bare-assed naked and thrust in...
Just my thoughts, fiction and non-fiction :)