Wow man it feels like i have been trapped in one of these days for the last month. This is an awesome ficlet it personifies everything that ficly was designed for. this is a beautiful, concise piece that also makes you contemplate the cycle of innocence that we go through on a daily basis.

this had a great Sword of Damocles feel about it. I love how you call-back to the toilet paper at the end.

nicely done! its almost poetic. it has great closure and wit. those kinds of days are just awful.

I know those sh.. days. When it starts and ends in toilet paper(or tissues). Fortunately there is another day coming….OR… unfortunately.
fantasy escape is common.

beautiful, hilarious , evocative, universal…wonderful ficlet(also not whiny, which is amazing cuz u start out bitching go to ancient Rome and are still left with no t.p.)

Bizarre but tells it all with a confident dead-pan style. I’m glad MJY pointed me in this direction. Man, who would have thought so much trouble could be avoided simply by stocking the toilet paper. When will people learn?

I really liked this. It is brilliantly nonsensical, baked in a warm pie of darkness.

There are a couple of odd grammar usages, but the main one that sticks out is: “bleeding to death as you assassin is preparing a speech.”

Should be: “bleeding to death as your assassin is preparing a speech.”

I loved it. I was going to point out the your to, but John beat me to it. Sigh. Love the toilet paper reference. That is how the day would start.