This is NOT my brain on drugs

From the corner of my eye, I saw a blur of white rumble by. Then, as I plugged coins into the parking meter, a man walked up the sloped sidewalk behind me.

“Can I try once more?” he said to the kid standing at the corner.

“Sure,” the kid shrugged, as if this happened every day.

I was paying closer attention now, as the man tried to perch his pet on the skateboard for another ride downhill. I thought it was a fluffy white dog at first. But no. He moved to the side to balance the animal, and I saw more clearly. It was a fat white rabbit. And it hopped off the skateboard and headed for traffic before its second run.

Does this seem like a new freewrite to you? Or maybe I’ve decided to recount my wacky dreams on my blog? NO! This is exactly what I saw this morning on my way to get my hair cut. You can’t make this stuff up.

One thought on “This is NOT my brain on drugs

  1. umm, hello? Sorry to be a pest. And I just got back from holidays, so may have the days mixed up… But is it not FRIDAY??!!??

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