Dear Sarah #1

Dear Sarah I have yet to journal a word. I wanted to paint you a vibrant mural but I am told that I have these colors confused. I am trying like A crazy to tell you what I do upon the daily. These hard times have strengthened me the point of the freeze below. Thunderstruck not once, not twice, but thrice and soul goes my flow. People scoff at the idea of a flat earth but if they only knew about this Flat town. Perhaps its why you spotted me. How in the hell did you see me? Who are you?!? Are you—Nobody—too? born in Plain view yet invisible to the world. in that dull town next to of course god america, I experienced something very peculiar. You do not want anything from me but why then ar...View all