paxton

It’s been almost two weeks since I had my first taste of fresh air. I’m hooked, no I’m in love. Luckily, I can get as much of it as I want when I want. Can’t beat a deal like that. What I won’t get use to is the unexpected cold breeze that sometimes creeps down my crack. But it’s bearable.

Everyone here has amazingly big heads. How they carry it around all day, is beyond me. They must be hallow or something. This one big head in particular, came one day and stripped me of all my clothes. Clothes that have been keeping away the breeze. And for what? Pictures? Memories? Absurdity! I guess as I get older, I’ll understand.