Lunch break

My body is full of squirrels trying to fuck each other. Today at least. I’ve been peachy peachy the last few days. Maybe because I’ve been writing ALL day like 8 hours like when I shouldn’t be because I might get in trouble. But I did it anyway. And now today, I actually have things to do busy things to do, but I’m anXious. Holy cow for no reason, really, except all the sudden the squirrels came. I’ve been trying to come down. Dammit, maybe I should have eaten that doughnut. A sugar shock. I’ve been listening to music and I stood outside for a long time waiting for a ride to lunch. But when I was outside I saw a mother grab hold of her daughter’s hair and pull. This little pink dot. In a pink shirt and pink shorts and black punctuation mark shoes. 9 years old? “Hurry the fuck up” because she was walking slow and I watched her face the whole way, the little girl, this hard face that won’t ever soften not ever. A fly crashed into a newstand, landed upside down. How does he know to right himself? Wings fluttering. It’s instinct. So much of what we do is learned. Humans have such shitty teachers sometimes.

A coworker brought his baby into work. And I don’t care. I have a hangnail.

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