No Difference

Bus

I was waiting at the bus stop for almost 20 minutes before the 12 bus finally showed up. Apparently the bus accepts credit cards now. That update really confused me. I haven’t transitioned past getting tokens for the month at the bus station. Like I trust waving around my credit card in front of people on the 12 bus. That’s why I always carry my sword with me. Technically it’s a letter opener, but it’ll do the trick if I need it to.

What I wouldn’t give for a massage right now. Heck, I would even take access to a hot tub right about now. Instead of mopping up the backstage after these greasy ass actors. All they’re doing is memorizing a few lines and having sex with each other in between. They wouldn’t know backbreaking work if it smacked them in the face.

I wanted to be an actress in high school. My mom wouldn’t give me the $50 club fee, so I didn’t join. The teacher didn’t know I had no money. What difference would it have made?

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