It's like: "Hey buddy, chill. I meant to leave it there." That's when it dawned on me. This was the key to adding excitement to everyones dull little lives. And if you think I have no right to assume everyone needs a moment of pure, object terror; think again. I'm perfectly equipped to make such judgments.
So what's wrong with setting a briefcase in a crowded plaza and running away as fast as you can? I fail to see the crime in that.
It's just like leaving a folded, blank piece of paper under your ex's windshield wiper. No harm done. So what if I followed it up with another blank note outside her work, the mall and finally; her driveway.
It's all the words I didn't write that had the most impact. Just like what I didn't put in that briefcase.
Yes, it's absence that says more than a thousand court dates or ankle bracelets ever could.
My photo of the week. Coming soon----video blogs!(?)
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