tales from an ordinary world

2000-10-29b

So I was heading over to visit Mavis, and as I sat at Caulfield station there was this kid following his father up the platform. He was dragging something along under his foot, and as he passed me he stopped, stamped on it, and jogged on towards his father. I stared at this mangled red piece of plastic through my red sunglasses and thought "what exactly does this mean ?"