Triangles, Circles, and Lines

Today, in the midst of preparations for leaving the city tomorrow, I stumbled across this pair of pants in the middle of the sidewalk. It’s funny what one finds scary; for me, it was these pants. I was completely creeped out. Why were they there? What would prompt someone to abandond their pants in that way, laying them out in repose, like a corpse? Had someone been murdered? Was the owner lurking, pantsless, in the bushes? Had the owner been abducted by aliens? I walked rapidly away from the pants, before I could think of more alternatives.


Soon after, I came upon a hole in the fence of the children’s park, and I crawled inside. Not that there is admission, I just didn’t want to walk all the way around. What I found was a weird wonderland of rusting rides, and a disturbing absence of people.