31 Jul No Hashtag
Something is coming.
I don’t know what it is, but it’s headed straight for me.
Nah, you go on. I’ll just sit here at the crossroads and draw in the dirt.
Can’t run, so I might as well wait.
It’s okay. I’ll be fine.
I wrote this little verse earlier today. I didn’t even hashtag it. I’m such a rebel. It’s not really fiction, though. There are changes coming — I can feel it.
Just wish I knew what they were.