Day 13. 0 pages, 0 words.
On my best days, in my best hours, I have a bag of shit stuck to my stomach inside my shirt that could peel off and wreck my day at any moment. It’s brilliant that it’s so easy for everyone to forget this, but it kinda sucks too.
I love that Wump enjoys riding her bike so much, and it’s cool that she has a game where she rides over the paving stones and avoids the dark grey stones among the light grey ones. I just wish she didn’t have to call the game “Watch Out For The Blacks”.
I had more thoughts, but no time.
Team Valor 4lyfe.