My screams did nothing but make me hoarse, my struggling did nothing but get me bruised — I have to figure out a way to accept my life here on the “post” — as it’s called.
They painted me silver. I’m like a newborn alien baby— silver, shivering and afraid.
I think the leader must be sick. He has a rash all over his body. They won’t let me near him.
They squirt orange goop into my mouth—night and day. I think it’s some kind of creature or maybe a computer program.
I found out that I was snatched by mistake— there was a false positive light spike near my house.
I have an escape plan. No more orange goop for me. Every chance I get — I will spit it at them!
Back from isolation — my spit-a-thon was a bad idea! On the bright side— I have a new hobby — recipes for the orange goop. This morning I had roasted sweet potatoes. Tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day after that, I’m going to have more roasted sweet potatoes.
Roasted Sweet Potatoes
2 large Sweet Potatoes, washed, unpeeled
1-2 Tbsp. Butter, unsalted, sliced
Sea Salt
Cinnamon
Nutmeg
Honey or Lyle’s Golden Syrup
Preheat oven to 450 degrees. Place washed sweet potatoes onto foil lined baking sheets. Poke with a fork in several places. Bake for 1+1/2 – 2 hours or until tender. Slice open and pat with butter. Sprinkle with salt, cinnamon and nutmeg to taste. Drizzle honey or Lyle’s Golden Syrup on top. Serve.
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