Pizza Problems

Provincetown, MA.

My throat is raw from yelling at people that love pizza.
These people don't love pizza the way I want them to love pizza. They don't love pizza the way I NEED them to love pizza.
They don't love pizza properly--the way pizza needs to be loved.
I want these drunk strangers to love pizza the way I'd love a new puppy, with excitement, patience, understanding, and a kind tone of voice.
Instead, they love pizza the way teenage girls love their moms, with attitude.

during.

Photo by Ken Rivard @kenrivphoto on Instagram.

after. 2:38 am

all for now, back to work.

xx Monique