It's perfectly acceptable to say 'goodbye' in person or over the telephone, yet it somehow transforms an email into a suicide note.
The sense of impotency, clicking and scrolling while our social contract is shredded by weaponized public servants.
He found religion in a Waffle House on Route 19. Looking into the jaws of his Texas Bacon Patty Melt, he saw Shiva turning the world to ash.
Televisions in taxis, televisions while gassing up the car, each broadcasting the same message: You shouldn't be alone with your thoughts.