I lied today on a job application. Small shit you say? But I feel kind of bad. But when I think of the bigger picture, it's either get a job or have my car repossessed. Yes, i will lie. And I will drag my friends down with me to cover as former supervisors. Yes, supervisors.

I'm on a break from school, trying to enjoy the color yellow, getting a book to read, and thinking about some memories that are very dusty and faded.
I remember being very little, in my parents' furniture store. I remember the faded red tiled floor and tall columns. I remember eating watermelon as I faced the glass double doors. I remember the panic surging through me as I swallowed a seed. "Will a watermelon grow inside my stomach?" I asked my mom.