goo

Every day as I come in to work, I can't help but stare at this yellow gooey thing that's growing on the doors of the underground parking lot. It's almost like melted cheddar cheese with green fungus growing on it, just so sparingly. It's there. It doesn't move. I know if I look too closely I might puke...but for some reason, I still make sure that I casually glance at it every day and confirm it's existence. Some things are just too grotesque to be ignored.