I took notice that when I spoke to people, I noted their movements; the tiniest twitch in their eyes, a small lip rub, shifting their weight from leg to another. Could they stand still for a moment? Could I make them stand still for a moment? Like Jenga, every move I make is a gamble. The tower, so poorly built but standing, and I, the worker told to make it taller.
Where do I start? How should it end? Will it stand the weight, or do I shift it?
But can it stand still?
I leave the game alone; half-assed tower but it's standing.
Maybe, I'll try again with the next person I meet.
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Small World I Guess
Short StorySome small sentences about things I have heard in life. also some shower thoughts that you can read on while in bed drinking your sixth can of redbull....yeah I see you. Don't know how long it'll go but I wanna start something small.
