There’s a Joe’s BBQ located in the alley behind my work. I think I should trek the hundred yards south, through 19 degree weather and help myself to a steak sandwich. It’d be nicer than coming back to my apartment everyday and fixing myself a bowl of Easy Mac. That stuff gets pasty after a while.
Despite the work attire, you can spot me anywhere out here. Blonde curls, rainbow scarf, and hipster pack in tow – I’m touching the town with my Seattle flavor. I’m hoping others will join me and we’ll start an artistic revolution.
I want to paint a mural on the side of the Maytag building.