might not make it back to her apartment that night: a suspiciously abandoned unmarked package on public. My dust balls have a manifest destiny that drives them far beyond the ruffle of the same name. And thus the pony drawer came. From now on I will make a conscious effort to remembershould I find myself face-to-face or pipe-to-skull with the end of my lifethat the real proof I have tried to love and that people have tried to love me back was never going to fit. I like to think that these hypothetical loved ones would persist in their devotion to dead me no matter what. Im not exactly sure how the ponies happened. Except maybe continue to look both ways before crossing the street and avoid areas with a high saturation of random violence. But he didnt have. My first thought is to go to the Salvation Army and donate the ponies to children.
This is the part where my mother would open the drawer beneath my sink only to discover my stash of plastic toy ponies. And it never comes down. As if all this werent enough, there is that flash of my mother dressed in black, staring aghast into the open kitchen drawer.
The second the research paper supply chain management pdf doors shut, I feel great. After the ambulance, the hospital, the funeral, the trays of cheese cubes on foil toothpicks. I wouldnt just be giving some kid Stargazer (with the glow-in-the-dark mane) I would be giving her Manic-Depressive Simon, who talked back to billboards and infomercials and kicked me in his sleep. Though I have an inkling: Can I get you anything? Some come with their own grooming brushes; others with the price sticker still on their haunches. Ill respond, Will there be pony rides?