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Sean P

Sean P

I write things. My plant died, but it's okay becasue I have another one named Shaun.

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Okay

1 min readAug 9, 2021

I have a lot to unpack right now. So for my one reader, pay attention.

First of all, I do not write here on weekends. That is time dedicated to faith, family, friends, and White Claw. On Saturday I read a book in the sun. I read The Haunting Of Hill House, while being completely covered in 110 SPF sunscreen.

On Sunday, I went for a walk in the park. But during the day time, when it is safe. I don’t go into the park at night, it is forbidden. There is an ominous mist that lingers around the gates, you must past through it as you decent into the park. There are strange things in that mist, some say dicks.

On Sunday evening I hosted a show for one person at a dive bar. I did not get stabbed. Maybe at the next show I will.

There are very few things I am afraid of. But one thing that always scares me are self-righteous, scarf wearing, white men.

Good day

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Sean P
Sean P

Written by Sean P

I write things. My plant died, but it's okay becasue I have another one named Shaun.