The Day Off: 4am
The Day Off 4am: The smell of burnt toast awakens me. Is Matt drunk-cooking again? Is that a fan I …
The Day Off 4am: The smell of burnt toast awakens me. Is Matt drunk-cooking again? Is that a fan I …
She says, “Open your bag,” and plunders the grapefruit box. Six or seven grapefruit go right on top the banana. Another line of cans. “No thank you, no thank you, no thank you,” I say to the diced tomatoes, wheat pasta and khaki frosted cupcakes.
“No sweets?”