“Run into a cave and break your ankle so that people have to come find you and they see you lying at the bottom of this beautiful cave and maybe there’s a waterfall and the light from the crystals makes you look really beautiful and they say “Are you okay?” and you say “I think so” and they say “oh my God have you been here alone this whole time with a broken ankle” and you say “it’s okay” and they say “you’re so brave” and you are brave and you look so beautiful surrounded by cave crystals and everyone stands over you and says “oh wow” and “you poor beautiful thing” and “I’m so sorry we let you run into the cave but I’m so glad we found you” and let them carry you home and promise to be your best friends forever and that everything’s their fault and also they named the cave after you and you’re prettier than all of your enemies and your enemies all died of jealousy while you were in the cave.”
I’m just a girll. Sitting in the empty cafeteria. Listening to a boy reload the vending machine. Hoping he finishes soon so i can get my welchs fruit gummies and skedaddle before my coworkers show up (I’m still in the CDC’s “wear a high quality mask around others” stage of covid isolation)
tundras are soooo pretty aand beautiful to look at smears of best ever colors on flat and muted greens and yellows…. hard agree with los campesinos like yes take a body to tundra for real……
