Sunday, March 4, 2018

Bomb Cyclone

I went out in the midst of the storm because I couldn't stomach me staying in bed while others had to get to work. That is how I roll. I drove to the strip mall, got stamps, mailed letters, got a prescription, sat in Burger King sipping coffee and reading the paper.
Periodically I'd check outside and watch fools try to control their umbrellas. I knew power lines would go down and children would be frightened. But I was a mailman and faced terrible storms with complete manliness. Today I gathered up all my testosterone and faced the monster.
By 1pm I was home watching Netflicks. But at least I made my presence felt. Courage doesn't have to exist all damn day.

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