My computer hasn’t exactly died, but it’s kind of had a stroke. Writing on a tablet is doable, but not great, because I have big, clumsy fingers. Today, so far:
At the Gym at 5 AM.
At work by 7:30 AM, stopping once per hour to post a poem.
Watched one Facebook live video, and chatted with another friend on Messenger.
Ate way too much all day.
Left work about an hour ago, now sitting in a parking lot writing, because there’s shade.
There’s a couple on a date just walked by, and they both look like models. I’m envious. I look more like a model of Jabba the Hutt. Or maybe his cousin, Pizza the Hutt.
I had toffee eclairs with lunch, a food too decadent to be mentioned in decent company. It’s possible that things like that have contributed to my weight gain. Or maybe it’s a punishment for past wrongdoings.
Another young couple headed into the restaurant in front of me. That young man looks very nervous.
Maybe he’s going to propose.
Maybe she’s going to reject him.
Maybe he’ll wistfully look over at the model couple I saw earlier and wish he looked like that.
Maybe she’ll look over at the model couple I saw earlier and wish he looked like that, too.
Or she might say yes. She looked pretty happy…
This is why I should never people watch.