This morning, a squirrel threw a piece of bread in my face.
Here is the scene of the crime: Continue reading
Ok. I swear that more actual writing is to come. I just couldn’t resist sharing this little ditty (diddy? As in P? I can’t decide) from today:
I was sitting on the couch in my living room, eating my lunch off my lap desk, when I heard a loud, piercing, soul-crunching cry. Continue reading