2 Hot Blondes The Lesson John Persons Now

Honey hopped off the unicycle. “When’s the last time you did something that scared you?”

The next morning, he didn’t quit his job or shave his head or join a circus. But he did stop for donuts on the way to work. He took a different route. He smiled at a stranger. 2 Hot Blondes The Lesson John Persons

“John Persons,” Saffron said, reading his name off a lanyard. “Your energy is screaming for help.” Honey hopped off the unicycle

The climax of the lesson came at sunset. They stood on the roof of a parking garage overlooking the city. Saffron handed John a kazoo. Honey held a boombox playing a ridiculous polka. He took a different route

“I’m fine,” John said, clutching his emergency packet of wet wipes.

“Lesson one,” Saffron announced. “Entertainment is not something you watch. It’s something you become .”

John looked at the kazoo. He looked at the city below—thousands of tiny, orderly lives like his used to be. He thought about his silent apartment, his scheduled bowel movements, his collection of matching gray socks.