this morning #224.

this morning, he narrowly avoided being utterly embarrassed in front of a car full of birthday clowns. luckily, he looked down, saw the stray banana peel strewn out on the sidewalk & deftly sidestepped around that comical cliché. looking back at the clowns, he could tell that they were rather disappointed by him dodging that bullet. sad clowns. well, not quite that. sadder clowns. if only he had been ignorant of his surroundings, he would have slipped on that peel & brought joy to the hearts of those makeup-covered entertainers. instead, the resulting ripple effect would wash over dozens of children’s parties that day, spreading lackluster clowning throughout the city like a novel virus.