144. The joys of walking into an empty home
November 21, 2011 § 2 Comments
That title is intentionally misleading because there is no joy about walking into an empty home.
The only remnants you see are the results of your own existence.
There is no other sign of life aside from the colony of ants you demolished last week.
In other news, I got an iPhone. White. I have to admit it is quite nicely designed. Though it takes me ten minutes to text message people because I’ve been using a flip-phone this whole time…quite a drastic change. Never in my life have my thumbs felt so awkward and clueless.
Happy Monday :)