Deadly Pink Blog

My Walk to Publix

Stepping outside I notice there is so much going on. The trees are really noisy. It’s like they’re trying to beat up my ear drums, but I won’t let them.

I notice a metal nature destroyer coming up the rock driveway path to the Ivy Hall building. The driver says low curses as their car bounces around like something on the Flintstones. My heart hurts. They should cherish each rock as if it were a part of their being.