At the back of the hill

Warning: If you stay here long enough you will gain weight! Grazing here strongly suggests that you are either omnivorous, or a glutton. And you might like cheese-doodles.
BTW: I'm presently searching for another person who likes cheese-doodles.
Please form a caseophilic line to the right. Thank you.

Saturday, August 04, 2018

LET REALITY BE YOUR HELMSMAN

Bad news, I'm afraid. The striking personage in Chinatown with the tutu and what appears to be a ripped black leotard may be slowly losing his mind.
My guess it's because of the cold and the soft drinks.
Too much sugar is a bitch.

So, for that matter, is the stress of urban living.

[He was mentioned in this post: 'It has feathers!'. Cite: "a bearded fellow wearing snakeskin cowboy boots and a charming tutu a few sizes too small, which wasn't perfectly clean". End cite.]

Yesterday he progressed screaming down the street.
An intervention might be necessary.

I do not know him well enough to breach his shell.
In fact, I don't know him at all.
Perhaps you do?


It is quite likely that in his other life he adheres to a different identity, specifically that of a petite female ballet dancer.

That is something with which I can sympathize; I too have imaginary personas. But I do not intend to look like them.


I dress like what I am. Not overweight. Male, mature, and reasonably clean. My wardrobe does not exhibit any eccentricities, I have no tattoos or piercings, nor bright blue or pink streaks in my hair.
I'm probably rather presentable.



The goofiness is all inside.




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