the second one!

i was thinking about the town i live in, and this popped into my head. in case you cant tell, i wasnt thinking very flattering thoughts.
It was grey. Cold, grey, and prematurely old on a day in October that wasn’t quite worth the effort. In a dying town, in a bled out area, in a house that hadn’t fallen apart yet, in a room put together by a person who didn’t know what they were doing, and tried to care a great deal about it, a CD player that should have died 5 years ago didn’t work. The people who weren’t in the room didn’t care, and if someone had been in the room, they wouldn’t have either. It was, without a doubt, a possibility that someone was somewhere thinking something, maybe. If a tumbleweed had had blown down the street, no one would have noticed, but if they had noticed, they wouldn’t have cared. If they had cared, (which, as was stated previously, they wouldn’t have) they might have thought it appropriate, considering the nature of the town, or they might not have, since they didn’t care or notice. Five people didn’t walk by, and a baby boomer had an acid flashback. Somewhere else, a frog died in a pond that had forgotten about something it couldn’t remember, and chaos theory failed to make a hurricane appear that completely destroyed the dying town. A janitor got a raise, though.