I think my writing is “bad” at the start but gets better as it goes on. Four into a jog! XXX Three turned into four. “John come in. Thankfully I didn’t crash like the first time. “I’ll figure it out tomorrow.”
What I failed to realize until it was to late that I was already walking to them. Garbage, drugs and everything in the middle “nicely” put on both sides. The scruffy hoodie wearing “gangster” dumbass type. But I should probably think of some rules when I go do that. Hahahahaha!” I couldn’t stop it if I wanted to. Maybe not as beautiful, but it got the job done.
