by Moebius

Given Recent Circumstances, I Have Decided to Spend the Rest of this Year Running an Extradimensional Franchise Winchell’s

Hello,

If you’re reading this it means that you’ve tried to contact me and I have already left to run a recently acquired Winchell’s franchise location in a vast and immeasurable extradimensional desert. I know it seems very sudden and I apologize for the inconvenience, but this really seems like the right thing to do.

It’s just that things have been really overwhelming of late and I really think it would do me some good to put eight outfits in a tote bag, three diet cokes in my purse and drive out to the desert, find an unmarked half-paved highway and keep driving until the only thing I can see is the ghostly neon hue of my franchise Winchell’s location, appearing from the void of the desert like a pink-sprinkle-and-white-cake mirage. It would be a really nice change of pace to serve doughnuts, fresh coffee and orange juice to musicians following dark desert highways to their most certain doom, vaguely humanoid patrons whose true forms, if I knew them, would surely destroy my fragile human sanity and the odd truck driver.

I think I could really be good at it.