It’s 6 a.m. on a Monday morning.
I have been existing just fine.
I have been observing. People. Places. Things. Nothing extraordinary. An assemblage…
He gently opens his eyes. Upon sniffing, the earthy and barren scent of his room…
He stumbles into his hotel room. A warm, mysterious space, scenting like the air-freshener from the local grocery store. For the past few…
“Without requirements or design…
I feel like emotions and feelings have a small little world of their own. Small and little, yet…
