Saturday is not about sitting around writing how to blog posts. Saturday is not about lists and formulas. Saturday is not about the theology of angst. Saturday is about doing.
Saturday is about going to the park even though it’s roughly zero degrees and looking angry while misusing playground equipment.
Saturday is about breaking out the polaroid cause it makes memories even stronger.
Saturdays are about peeking into buildings.
Saturday is about unintentionally matching cause angst has a uniform.
Saturday is about setting things on fire. (And using caution tape as a bandana.)
And poisoning your lungs cause plastic flowers aren’t made to burn.
And drawing on tattoos in the graveyard.
And Saturdays are about feeling a little bit bad about using someone’s grave as a backdrop, but not bad enough to stop.
Saturdays are about this.