Gottaluvapril Apr 2026

Leo stared at the screen. Then at the sky, which had started spitting sleet. Then at his own pathetic reflection in the rearview mirror—forehead lump, runny nose from the cold, a smear of mud across his cheek.

He typed back: “Just ate pavement in a grocery store parking lot. Shopping cart came out of nowhere. It had a death wish.” gottaluvapril

It wasn’t even ripe.

Then he put the car in reverse, drove home, made mac and cheese, and ate the cantaloupe he’d nearly died for. Leo stared at the screen