Appetite for Distraction – Another Day.


He wakes up. He is still drunk the third day in a row he is drunk from the night before, It is a comforting blanket. It nuzzles him. It reassures him. It is love. He dresses and cannot find his house keys he searches in many places many times and then…

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Armchair anthropologist, sometime scribe, freelance philosopher, amateur artist, part-time poet, musical maven, alliteration aficionado.

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