Empty Squares With Numbers
It's been a while. Sorry or you're welcome. It's just the Dalai Lama's been persistently aiming his face at my life and when I wasn't busy cowering I was at work serving drinks to his followers. I stalked him to his house on one of the rare occasions he ceased explaining how good enough I'm not. It was a little glowing shed in a gated community and he went in and put the TV on and I launched myself arse-first through the window and would've snapped his neck but he's a lot more tense than he looks so I just bounced off and he didn't miss a beat and started softly laughing about happinness while I wept onto his sandals. You can only try.