Walter Mitty And The Secrets Behind Oversharing

As I stare blankly at the blinking cursor, I’m thinking of what I should write about. It should be something informative, educating, or witty at the very least. But I can’t think of anything.

Today went by so fast. I disassembled our bed—old, fucking noisy bed—had the car washed and got a fade.. all in the morning. Me and my wife, Nouelle, had plans to watch a movie in the afternoon and after doing the requisite chore or task given by either my mom or dad whenever we go out, we headed to the mall.… Continue reading →