Something kind
It looked like wax, an interesting form but the position gave away it was gunge leaking from the man's eye, and I felt a little shiver of revulsion. And I thought about the ways to tell the story: laughing at the poor man, empathising with his struggles. The struggles are real, fam. But then there was no one to tell the story to because I have broken this, shake, shake, shake until the relationship breaks and now I have to work every day to build. Every day think of something kind, do something kind. I broke it I must fix it.
February 24
So, there is this issue. It is an ongoing issue which has been going on for many...
