Author by Night

He’s a policeman, a soldier, a programmer, a farmer, a murderer, a priest and a politician. He is anything that he wants to be. He’s a salesman by day and an author by night.

Things Might Look Different

May 30th, 2005
  

I couldn’t find my eyes this morning. I always take them out at night and put them in a glass on the nitestand. My wife drank them.

My eyes used to be green. 

We’ll have to see how they come out.

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