Moldy day
Monday, March 14th, 2005Have you ever had a day that was kind of…moldy? It’s like depression, but more like a citrus fruit rind that has been abandoned just long enough to start molding a bit. Then when you find it in the back of the fridge you sort of inner-curse-to-yourself, cut off the bad piece and toss it, and move on with your day. But imagine yourself as the bad piece of fruit