My phone fell off the back porch yesterday evening. It was sitting on a chair and I moved the chair. I’m usually very careful about not doing that, but it was so hot, and I was trying to get out of the sun.
I saw it slide, and then it was in the air over the driveway. I yelled, “fuck!” and then watched it fall for a million years. In that limbo, it see…
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