On Waste.

Gassy. Now that I have your attention.

So just about an hour ago I was trash surfing and found a wonderful bouquet of flowers. Which is fantastic-since I wanted to write on waste.

And I had the story all together in my mind and decided to read some more articles and then while I was on the train it seemed that my memory had been erased while taking a nap and making it Forest Park Library to use their computers. So my miracle dream wasn’t realized.

Once upon a time, I was taking a long walk and picking up garbage as I did to clean up areas and it was warm…