“No clowns were funny. That was the whole purpose of a clown. People laughed at clowns, but only out of nervousness. The point of clowns was that, after watching them, anything else that happened seemed enjoyable.”
― Terry Pratchett, Men at Arms
Written to Vedia’s prompt, because I was feeling like I needed to write random things today.
It seemed to appear overnight.
It always did – and it always came for the same five days, no matter when in the week it fell. June 19-June 23.
This year that was a M-F, and Annie and all her friends bemoaned all the time they wouldn’t be able to go. Not until Friday, not until classes and chores and work were all done for the week.
Their parents didn’t go, either. They speculated amongst themselves who, exactly, went on weekdays, but the place always seemed full and there was always noises coming from the tent. Continue reading