Tuesday, November 20, 2018

20 november

The feeling of deflating.

Now I know I have the options of deflating like a jelly donut or deflating like a busted bike tire. Busted sounds way better. What’s a busted jelly donut called? Jammed? Funny funny. It doesn’t take much. When I started writing the question, I really didn’t know the answer. Language just works it out like that. Rather than writing to see what I think, probably I’m more often writing to find out how funny I am -- or how funny life is, or language, or some other jelly jam.

Diary of a busted donut. Not a bad title.

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