The sun rose, as usual, illuminating us, the world. I licked dew off her shoulder. I love you more than I should, I said. Then she threw up.

I hurt my leg as a child. Some kid tripped me. I didn’t grow up athletic. I met that kid, now grown, yesterday and I threw a punch. I missed.

And then her new boyfriend picked up a guitar and she became more unpopular than before and then he started singing and we wanted to do evil.

When I was young I was told I was too young to have an opinion. As an adult, I enjoy visiting random “seniors residences” and talking smack.