From Prettybird to Jailbird
Oh morning, why hast thou forsaken me?
I haven’t been around much. Well, haven’t been here. Work has kept me busy, and I have been trying to keep it together. Cat-sitting, yard work, I been truckin’. The weather has been hot and sticky, and the air is worse than Beijing’s. I’ve been having trouble breathing, and even walking to the MAX takes it out of me. God please make it rain.And then there’s Rain. She’s in jail, and I don’t know when I’ll see her again.