A little something I wrote last night. Please let me know what you think.

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On Tuesdays I like to wake up early to watch the garbage trucks go by. I think it's nice how they always come along to get rid of everything. They're better than doctors, at least. Doctors, you have to go to them to get rid of something. I think I'd rather be a garbage man than a doctor. Because when you're a garbage man, everything is in those plastic cans and you get to wear big heavy-duty gloves, but when you're a doctor, everything is almost directly in contact with the patient and all you get is those skimpy latex gloves. But I don't want to be a garbage man, because I'm not cut out for such personal work. I can't get that close to people.

I failed art class in junior high because I wanted to draw a pretzel, but the assignment was to draw something out of a book. I didn't want to draw something out of the book, I wanted to draw a pretzel, and there weren't any pretzels in the book. I drew the pretzel, and it was very nice, and much better than the pictures that anyone else had drawn from the book, but I still failed because it wasn't from the book. The student art show committee put my pretzel in the art show. It got a little ribbon- not a big one, but a little one. I didn't think that I needed a ribbon, but there was this really nice bench at a bus stop downtown that I liked, so I decided to give the ribbon to the bus stop.

Do you think that you need to remember in order to remember? I mean, I still remember my mom, but I don't always think about her in a "never forget" kind of way. They hold candlelight vigils and say "never forget," but that's only because they need to try to remember. I just remember.

I have a little pair of scissors. They don't cut much. I remember the most they cut was the paper that came on that day. Section E was always my favorite. It had the personals. They were so funny to read, I couldn't help but laugh at them and I would laugh at knowing that I wouldn't be them. I wouldn't make it that far.

I cut the paper that came on that day, mostly words from the personals. Most of the words ripped because the scissors weren't sharp enough.

I used to wear sunglasses while I eat soup. Soup seems to have the most steam out of any food, and I don't like it getting in my eyes, and sunglasses are a pretty good guard against it. I don't wear them anymore. Because all I eat now is Campbell's. And Campbell's doesn't get as hot as homemade soup. I don't like me, but I like talking about me. My mom liked me. She liked talking about me too. She had to stop though.

Do the doctors really know how to take things away? Garbage men do. So do the funeral home guys. They take things away. But the doctors couldn't.

The newspapers that day had headlines. I didn't like them. They all said that the doctors couldn't take away the results of a husband and a bat.

All they give me here is Campbell's. The other kids seem to like it. I'm not really much of a kid though. I should be getting ready to graduate soon.

Like I said, I just remember. On Tuesdays I like to wake up early to watch the garbage trucks go by. And they can't always come along to get rid of everything.