"Excuse me? Ma'am?"
"Yes Officer?"
"You do realize it's against the law to have possession of writing, drawing, or any other form of creative materials, don't you?"
"No sir, I do not."
"Well regardless, it is the law so i'll have to ask you to come with me."
And so I am cuffed and hauled away for doing the unthinkable: Not being a vegetable.
Friday, June 1, 2018
I read somewhere that swearing helps to reduce pain when we hurt ourselves, for example when we stub a toe. So I've started replacing your name with 'fuck', and I'm not going to lie, I feel a lot better.
