Poetic, I find it: the fact that I am wearing pink Polish nail polish.
Absurd, I find it: the fact that I have nothing to write about for months on end and then write this.
Funny, I find it: the fact that I like where this whatever-this-is is going
Sleepy, so not continuing this whatever-this-is
Okay
Bye
Friday, January 23, 2015
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