As the sun bore down and boiled the pavement of the parking lot outside Publix for the last time before Fall was to truly take over, I watched a black man in overalls walking around with a goat. I think I saw him put it inside a Honda. These are the days of our lives in the American dystopia. Since nothing makes sense, it all kinda makes a certain sense.
A Big, Happy Downward Spiral
A Big, Happy Downward Spiral
A Big, Happy Downward Spiral
As the sun bore down and boiled the pavement of the parking lot outside Publix for the last time before Fall was to truly take over, I watched a black man in overalls walking around with a goat. I think I saw him put it inside a Honda. These are the days of our lives in the American dystopia. Since nothing makes sense, it all kinda makes a certain sense.