rain + heat = weeds

Welp, I guess this crazy "summer weather" is good job security. At least that's what I'm trying to tell myself.

harelip prayers

But there in his shed, Everett said, Papa was throwing more than just adrenaline: he was throwing his frustration, his anger, his dissolved hopes, his fear, his fatigue; he was taking everything inside him and just slinging it, helter-skelter, out into the night

- Brothers K