Death is Everywhere

There are flies on my license plate, for a start. Reminding us we could be torn apart. Tonight.
This is just gross:

It sounded like it was raining one night, but it wasn't. It was bugs getting hit by my car. I bought groceries today, good stuff, like: carrots, spinach, celery, lettuce, and steak. I love steak. I can eat it once in a while, but not too much or it doesn't seem to want to digest. I feel so good when I do eat steak, must be the iron. Medium rare. Oooooo, I can't wait!