Paper Bag Man

You never want to be that guy. You know, the guy you see stumbling across the alleyway on Saturday mornings, paper bag tucked under his left arm and a bleary smile on his face. His face is tear-streaked, or maybe that’s just leftover grime or rainwater that has stuck in the unshaven hairs on his … Continue reading Paper Bag Man

@ The Library

As I sit here I am inundated with inane conversations from every side. And it’s the one time I can honestly feel invisible. As long as I keep my head down, and as long as I’m looking at my phone while I piece this post together, I will continue to be so. And the things … Continue reading @ The Library