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Dear Wigleaf,
What's up? Cool, cool. Nice. Not much goin' on over here. Might get some
coffee or something. You know how it goes, haha
I've been having a hard time thinking of a postcard for you. I was thinking
about what to write while I went to the bathroom at work. The urinals were
full so I went into a stall, but the door wouldn't latch. I fumbled with the
latch for a second and then decided to just hold it closed while I peed. But
it was a weird angle if I used my hand so I stood on one leg and used my
other leg to keep the door closed and I thought about how weird that would
look if someone looked under the door to see if the stall was occupied and
then I thought I could write about it for the postcard. So then I flushed
and washed my hands and sat down and wrote this postcard.
Well, hope you're having a good one. Take it easy and stuff!
xoxo Zac
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W i g l e a f
10-20-19
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