Thursday, October 13, 2016

I bought a beer for an alcoholic.

"Hey, man. I just need 27 cents."

"27 cents? Just pick out the beer you want."

After the hurricane, I felt alive.

So alive. No time for anything but truth and the moment.

Posted by eric at 7:16 PM

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