So at work today I found a new store room (these are where people who used to work at the mill before it was the industrial center or like people from when the industrial center started used to store their crap or something I guess before that became a no no) and so basically it’s just a room full of some dead persons stuff. And I asked my boss if I could look around in it and he was like, yeah okay whatever I’m gonna make you throw all of it out someday anyway.
So I hunted through the massive store room and found what I am referring to as dead man Warren’s journal.
He’s dead. His name was Warren. It’s a journal. There’s no creativity here.
And I cracked it open.
Dead man warren was a priest apparently. Struggling with god. And, according to this, dropping loads of LSD.
Needless to say I’m excited to learn more about dead man Warren’s life.
Can I read this journal after you????