WileyTide
I figured my girlfriend was somehow plotting revenge or, in the very least, spying on me with sophisticated equipment. She had left for Vegas three weeks ago, yet I find her hair in the most inconspicuous places. And the amount of hair is a little alarming itself, but the places I find it is just interesting.
The amount of writing I do largely has to do with how much drinking I've done.
The gardener had no problem in the Midwest. It was here in Florida that the soil was not actually combined with any sort of nutrients. It was just sand. Sometimes he wondered why he ever moved down to the southern states. He didn't even know the woman that well when he upped and left his entire existence. If you want to grow fruits and vegetables, one should probably start with a decent relationship. How metaphorical, he thought. The woman was too good to be true, but he had never felt like that before. Sometimes you have to take a risk. Sometimes you have to make mistakes. He looked at the sand. Sometimes you lose your foundation and end up on something inhabitable.