I have always had this weird fear of the condiment stand at the taco shop. Something about it has always intimidated me beyond belief. No matter how hard I try, I always spill stuff all over myself, the stand, the counter, and pretty much anyone/thing withing a five mile radius. All this combined with the …
Once upon a time I went to pay some bills. It was a routine stop. A stack of bills ready to be paid. The lady behind the desk instructed me to go use the KISOK machine. A new contraption that was taking over the world, and her job. I approached the machine, unsure of what …
A long time ago…a little trillian was born. It didnt mean much to me at the time, I was busy with other things. But I did pause long enough to atleast acknowledge her existence. Over time, she grew and grew. I, however. Stopped growing. Eventually, I was outgrown. Then came the awkward age where the …
Tangled Thoughts 