David Hurtado : Wordsmith
My shower thoughts, waiting for the coffee to kick in thoughts and still awake at 3 am thoughts.
It's raining today so I guess everyone will be driving like they could hydroplane at any moment or it's their last lap in the Indy 500.
I wish I could pause time just to pick up the cigarettes people think are okay to toss out onto the highway and throw them back in their car.
Me pulling out my library card: "Yeah my conceal and carry fits in my wallet."
Stressful and busy days go by quickly because they're prematurely aging me.
"You don't know me or my story" when there's plot holes everywhere, no character development and it's somehow both predictable and incoherent.
If telephone lines disappeared overnight, would birds just go back to hanging out in trees like nothing happened? Or would we notice them acting weird because something they were so accustomed to is gone?
Fred Flintstone's car probably weights 1,000 pounds and he powers it with his feet. That guy definitely doesn't skip leg day.