…Might As Well

“He was an Ordinary Guy, until Lately,” —-The Dream Syndicate, Until Lately. 1. The Ghost inside Harold was stirring his foot like a soup ladle over the bridge railing. If he’d been at his black void job, the Ghost inside Harold would be obsessively clicking his pen. If he’d been driving, the Ghost inside Harold would be air drumming the steering wheel to White Stripes. If he was with his girlfriend, The Ghost inside Harold would be blankly staring at a TV while she complained about her own black void job. But he wasn’t. Harold, naked, cupped his balls, scrotum … Continue reading …Might As Well