Filthy Room

"Everyone carries a room about inside them."

I don't know who told me this, but it came to my mind after I'd thrown away an empty bottle of shampoo that I'd kept in the bathtub for weeks. I thought: "I wonder what my room looks like?" I thought: "It is small and assymetrical with a window, of course." Then, I thought: "It is empty! It is empty!" I closed the bathroom door and I sat on the toilet seat. When I opened the bathroom door and looked at the clock, I realized that I'd been in the bathroom for nearly three hours!

Warden was not happy. I guess he really had "to go" so I took him on a walk and he did his "business" several times.

I was walking home with Warden when my foot got caught in the sidewalk somehow and I fell. Don't worry, I'm alright. I just got a few cuts and bruises here and there. I'm sure I'll be sore tomorrow though :(

A kid, who couldn't have been older than 12, came up to me and asked if I was alright.
"Sure," I said. He put out his small hand to help me up and I took his hand in mine, but then he said: "A dollar to help you up. Two dollars to help you home."
"No way!" I dropped my hand.
"Your loss," he said and walked away.
"Your room is filthy!" I said.
"Whatever dude."

I got up just fine.

I got home just fine.