The Downwind Girl

I was late taking my meds this morning and my herd of Worry Pachyderms started pushing through the gates.

They are big, smelly beasts that once born never, ever go away. However,with the right cocktail of meds, they can be herded and corralled behind rickety enclosures.

But if left unattended for long, the behemoths start to snort and rile and threaten to stampede and cripple…

Overly dramatic?


But try living downwind of elephant dung every day.

Until tomorrow…


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