"Excerpt from a Coney Island free-write"

Thing is, these are the kinds of things I love to share with you. I thought this would be fun. Were you even interested in spending time with me? Or was I a means to an end? A buffer between you and your "friends"? Someone to make you brave enough to pursue your angel? I'm sorry, but the doctor isn't in today. Here's your nickel back.

- there was much more, but it was rambling and pointless. This was the best bit, and it isn't even that good...just written in the heat of, well, heat, and standing in one spot in the sun for two hours bored, bored, bored. The pissiness didn't last long once I was found. :)