Thing

Untold BuddhaThe newspaper fire crackled through the holes in the heavy rusted garbage can and lit up the faces of the three who sat around it on the damp boulevard like jack-o-lanterns. One mind was blank and tranquil, the second, a tome of his pilgrimage on a train. Last and least, the unconscious mind of Sean was dreaming of a giant spoon that refused to eat a bowl of turnips.Untold Buddha
Do you regret any thing, Tom, Kyle tilted his head up to ask.
Blinking then snapping his head up, Tom replied with a noise that sounded something like: wahabah? Sorry man, I was totally spacing out, come again?
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