confirm or ignore
Lead not with a heavy foot. It is ungraceful and clumsy; a step too forward in unknown territory. And as you drown in the potion of candor, the validity of your remarks are questionable. It is reckless, unruly, and unfavorable before dawn. It is sad to say these remarks may only embark when such little tolerance is desirable. For these words you speak of to come to fruition is a mystery in itself.
I have never solved nor accomplished such tasks. I have never sought help or found it within myself to unlock these limited outbursts of probability. Maybe I’m wrong to reduce it to a statistical factor, but my odds, my percentage of succeeding is not simple and not found in the back of the book.
I always wanted to know if this was conquerable, but so far I have not succeeded. I have not figured out if it’s just me. Maybe something is wrong with just me.
I’m not an irrational person.
I know rummaging through the medicine cabinet is not okay.
But hiding that one pill from me like I’m a child who is gonna get high everyday or overdose on it irks me.
Sure, taking a pill just to get high isn’t cool.
But I don’t do any other kind of drugs or drink.
I think one stress reliever is alright.
So I’m gonna find it eventually
(:
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Rummaging with my dad is always rough.
First off, we’re always out for multiple hours. (My dad looks for stuff to sell on eBay. Classy, huh?) Second, he likes randomly turning on a dime when he sees a sign. We’ll be driving along just fine and he randomly turns really fast. I’m always like ‘Goodbye internal organs that I just left back on that street. I didn’t really need those.’
I swear. He’s testing the seatbelts.
Am I the only one that finds it kinda weird to drive to other people’s houses and go through their shit? I do find some cool things, but the concept is weird. Like Halloween…..Trick or treating ftw.
Rummaging and finding bits of paper with verses I rushed to write and then abandoned
is better than finding money in the laundry .
Take for instance this little nugget:
“My eyes fatigued of searching into the distance beyond the sky
that is desperate this evening.
I see the clouds are swooping down
into the collapsing sunlight,
shutting the dusk like window shutters
from an unexpected storm.
The night is erect and I forgot the world.”
- Yours Truly
Not quite sure what I meant or what I was feeling when I jotted that…
Rummaging.
Two Winchesters sick, the third still kicking. Somehow. He figured he’d help them and others out by scouting for supplies- the outbreak had caused medicine looting in most stores, although one could find some aspirin or cough medicine if one looked in the right places.
The streets were empty, as usual, and Sam entered an appeared-to-be-currently-abandoned Tesco through a broken window. The doors were locked, and some people had clearly been desperate. He headed for the medicine aisles, not expecting to find much but looking anyway.
He had a day-old stubble on his face and he looked tired, but otherwise healthy. A surgical mask was fitted over his mouth and nose- a common sight on the uninfected. In a bag over his shoulder was a shotgun and other supplies, an additional handgun tucked away in his waistband- one could never be too careful.
He found a box of cold medicine shoved behind a few boxes of sleeping aids and counted that as a small victory.
Thus far, he had not run into another living soul out on the streets.
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