Drawing of the little toy army man we found buried in the yard years ago. He was bleached white by the sun and had his feet cut off for some reason. Mom and Dad made us bury him again so he’s still just there in the yard, a weird piece of plastic with a story I’ll never know. I tried to dig him back up, since I knew he was somewhere near the maple tree closer to the front yard, but autumn came and I could not subtly dig through the leaves. Now there is simply a weird dent in the ground near one of the trees, slowly filling itself back up with the decomposed leaves. There’s parallels I don’t have the energy to write about that really no one here needs to know. I wanna post something here daily, probably won’t TLDR my period started last night and I didn’t sleep enough so now I’m in a Weird Mood I guess
