Today is off. N.Q.R.
Someone died last night.
Death.
There's change in the air. Change is sorta scary, but I've learned to ride it out.
That Robin, though. She sure was unexpected...
"That's a mighty shallow grave, Morris."
"It'll be fine. We'll just cover it over with some leaves and pine straw and shit and no one will ever find it."
"I don't know, man. Those tall elves are pretty clever. Shrewd, if you will..."
(N.Q.R. = Not Quite Right. I don't remember who died that night. I probably just assumed that someone, somewhere on the planet, died. In other words, it was a metaphorical death. Ahem. Change is still scary. That "unexpected" Robin turned out to be trashy mess. I should have expected that... The bit of dialog about a shallow grave? Who knows. I do remember that my friend Big Mac (RIP) and I had a running thing about tall elves. So, there you go.)
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