When did the future switch from being a promise to a threat?
Sundays tend to be a day where just I do nothing but visit people. It's kind of like trick-or-treating.
Everyone has something wrong. And for a while, her heart just sort of flat lined.
What kind of dining set defines me as a person?
On a long enough time line, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.
My goal is more to be remembered. They'll remember this thing and like it in the future. The trick is to stay remembered long enough for that to happen.