Why haven’t you written for so long? Why don’t you just do it? Why don’t you just write what you know? It was a constant. Those voices in his head sure did go on. The voices in the coffee shop went on too. But that was actually OK. It was nice to be around people…
Being bigger than the rest made him think that their eyes would be on him. What would the fat guy get? Would he eat more sandwiches than them? I bet he leaves the fruit!
A new profile picture for the boy.
Deal Pier doesn’t do much, but I love it.
Like most people with a phone and a habit of taking photographs, I have an Instagram account. Check out my stuff here.