Saturday, November 12, 2011

THE PROCESSION OF THE MUSHROOM PEOPLE

Lately school has . . . addled . . . my brain.  That's the best word for it.

The other day on the way to work, having just completed a term paper and with two midterms the following day, I blandly looked out at the rainy world around me, and, finding a long line of people under umbrellas exiting the TRAX platform, thought to myself, "It's like the procession of the mushroom people."

Then I lost consciousness.

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