Day 24. 6 more days and then I’m free. I think I’m running out of material…or perhaps I’m too tired to think of anything inspiring or original. How do people do it? Be amazing. Sometimes I feel so–you know what? I’m going to stop talking like this and write; there’s already enough sniveling on the internet.
There was once a blind girl by the sea
Who lived completely alone and blithely
In a bucket collected
Beautiful things she selected
And handed them all out for free