Is it pride or ego or self-preservation? Is it really any of those things if the projected perspective is truly come as you are? Holes in the argument. Conflicting reports. Things cannot be two things. They either are one or they are not.
Separately, the house with the glass exterior and the skeletal, winding elevator serves little purpose. The Down syndrome cashier with the bag of Cheetos and the soda made a difference, but it was too little too late because there was no place to park at the art fair.
Pick up the phone. The houses aren’t getting younger and there are deliveries that need to be made. I bet the artwork came down. You called it. Hanged out to dry, but the boots fit the overalls on the couch in a room full of old ladies at Christmas.
4:09am. Like the cleaner. I don’t sleep anymore.