Literature
Nowhere Is the Only Place - Chapter 23
All on the way to the park where we're doing the movie, I'm thinking about Angie. About how I would come here and watch her. I'd watch her and think about how peaceful she is, and then I'd imagine that I was just as peaceful. I'd imagine that we were there together, and I don't mean me just staring at her with nothing coming of it. I'd be sitting next to her, smiling at her side, and we'd be happy with each other. It'd be nice, nothing like the way things actually were.
Chad's idiot movie, I thought glumly to myself. What's the thing even about, anyway? Probably something very stupid. Yeah, because Chad wrote it. He's stupid. Nothing he do