I could have gone up to the roof of any local building, and I could have been taking pictures of myself, just positioned so as to appear gigantically close to the buildings behind me. It’s not a perfect illusion, but it works for me. Sadly*, I live in a small town that only has about five tall-ish buildings, so this fun idea wouldn’t work anyway. But wait until I visit Miami! Or New York (my best friend in the world is there right now, and she wants me to go see her, so I can help her kidnap Jon Bon Jovi)! Or a place where cars drive by more often than every thirty minutes (yes, I’ve timed them)!
In other news, today I received my NaNoWriMo 2016 t-shirt. Somehow I feel slightly invigorated to keep working on my dying story, so maybe it’s not a total loss. I can’t just sit here and fail. Unacceptable!
*Not really. I love this place.