Dragon Scale Stick

By the time I left work on tuesday I felt pretty beat up.

My right thigh was hurting bad enough that I almost fell.

It’s probably from the energy drinks.

But something small made the walk a little more interesting.

I found this really cool stick.

So naturally I took it home.

No bugs.
Dry.
Smelled decent.

The bark looked like dragon scales.

I liked it.

Later I was waiting for the bus.

I sat on one of those decorative stones that act like benches.

I was just sitting there holding the stick when a man walked by with arms covered in scars.
A lot of discoloration.

He told me that Jesus loved me.

Then he gave me an elbow bump. I guess that was his version of a handshake.

Then he kept walking.