lucy

I got home today.
I hate public transit, I was packed into the bus like a sardine, and the bus smelled of rancid urine and armpits.
Nowhere to move.
Totally gross.
I come home, no surprise yet, I get it mailed to me now.
I know part of it is a copy of Bone and a letter from a good friend.
Don't know about the other part.
Sent in second set today.
Hope it gets accepted.
Hope you all are well, breathing, beautiful and beaming.
Love you all.
Miss Lucy Suicide