A more pleasant, but subtle marker of time, is fruit.
the monks walk the beach seeking alms, something they’ve been doing for eons.
…in an attempt to foment an argument, I go on a mission…
My temperature is scanned so often, I think that I could time the exact moment of ovulation, if I were so equipped.
A different tack this week, readers. It was Denim Day this week. This is a day where folks wear denim, ripped or fancy, to raise awareness about rape and sexual assault. And […]
you’re quickly confronted with what it must feel like to be waterboarded.
…when the bottom drops out, people get hungrier and more desperate. And along comes a salesperson…
And so, to get myself back to sleep, rather than counting sleep, I recount hotel room numbers
“It’s okay, I don’t want to know where I’m going, too.”
when you ask if they’ve really stopped cannibalism, the response is a half-hearted shrug and an “I’m pretty sure”,