Sunday Lunch

The rain was mean, but the air was clean and I didn’t know if the walk was worth it.

Sunday nagged about eating and not cooking, so what’s so bad about a sniffle or two?

I remembered the world is alive and I don’t like children for no good reason.

Then I started walking back and the coffee hit me you-know-where.

It was going to be a longer walk back, and it really was not a good day to shit myself.

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