(beginning mile three, I stop thinking about work, and instead)

As penance for the shitty post preceding this one, I will attempt to make it up to you by telling you something more interesting.

Or, at least, more weird.

Ambling down a main drag in town, I had the "mascots" or logos of the stores and restaurants cheering me as I passed. Most animated very simply, like Times Square neon signs: the Walgreens mortar and pestle stirring up stars which toppled over the brim, the SunTrust lightbeams radiating brighter and longer in succession. The Wendy's girl winked and twirled her pigtails at me, but, my favorite? The Starbucks siren, hands readily poised out to the sides, grabbed her tails and clapped them together with girlish glee, and, giggling, blew kisses which looked like stars as they rained down on my head.