I'm on the penthouse level of an empty 80 story building. Theirs no glass and no doors surrounding me. All I have is a table with a phone on it. The phone is connected to nothing and I can't dial out. I can't tell if it's sunrise or sunset because the sun never moves. The temperature is warm and the weather is calm. I cannot see below me because I'm too high. Their is no exit. No stairs and no sign of how I got up their. I always seem to wake up in that weird place and never leave. And it keeps happening and it just won't stop.
I'm losing it.
The Little Mermaid Goes to the Driving Range
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It is officially summer. Or, at least, it is officially unofficial summer,
which is the kind of legal distinction only autistic meteorologists, and
people ...
2 weeks ago

1 comment:
Maybe it's a big fucking parking garage.
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