Laying on the bed making animal sounds out the window I can feel my mothers absolute discomfort with this display of non-controlled behavior.
Say something. Say Something again.
I just saw a woman walking by. It is a nice night. The sky is purple, really light purplish. It looks nice. The street light is orange.
Okay. I expect my dad will be home any moment. I am mad at him. It is nearly 7:30 PM. He said he would be home by now and guess what, he isn't!
I see cars rolling by all of which are not carrying my father. I want him to pull the driveway, NOW!