My lucky day.
Dating advice given to me in cartoon form.
Yesterday morning I saw a hawk flying low down my street. I was on my way back from my morning coffee run and there it was gliding about ten feet off the ground. It swooped up and landed in a tree perching above me. I watched it devour it’s prey and then clean it’s beak against the tree before it flew away.
Gas station memorial
Bill Burroughs, you’ll always have a place at my thanksgiving table.
Spent the night at a rest stop off of I-55.