Mass Hysteria
Thursday was important. Early to rise. The sun was up and the morning breeze offered a refreshing chill. Birds chirping, nocturnal beasties scurrying for cover and a low din of (traffic) could be heard off in the distance. Rain, animals, the motherfucking sun scorching through hairspray holes in the ozone spawned by overzealous women hidden under supersized hair, splitting and burning the earths surface, slowly wilting and withering life away......