found_drama

Narration but no narrative.  A voice in the background in a low drone, calling the shots but it’s tough to make out the words.  Cleaning out the cat’s box; fluffy green turds.  The cat can speak.  The rabbit can speak.  Crushed gravel driveway that goes on infinitely.  Re-writing a paper from years ago.  Writing the end of my story without having written the middle.  Taxes.  Fried chicken.  Rain.