We came outside
Read on my glowing rectangle. Thankfully the sun was not out.
That’s the way to do it.
I really enjoy your writing - always something interesting, always slightly absurdist. Love it!
Thank you!
The pigeons eating from the garbage remain unbothered. Unburdened even. Thriving, some might say.
If you'll excuse me, me and my glowing triangle well go throw ourselves off of a cliff now.
Please don't. Think of the pigeons.
Hmmm, I never imagined pigeons being much invested in my continued existence...
I mean they are always around and coming up to you, right? 😂
This was kind of depressing, as I read it on my glowing rectangle.
Ha, Look on the bright side, the birds are out, the sun is shining!
Read on my glowing rectangle. Thankfully the sun was not out.
That’s the way to do it.
I really enjoy your writing - always something interesting, always slightly absurdist. Love it!
Thank you!
The pigeons eating from the garbage remain unbothered. Unburdened even. Thriving, some might say.
If you'll excuse me, me and my glowing triangle well go throw ourselves off of a cliff now.
Please don't. Think of the pigeons.
Hmmm, I never imagined pigeons being much invested in my continued existence...
I mean they are always around and coming up to you, right? 😂
This was kind of depressing, as I read it on my glowing rectangle.
Ha, Look on the bright side, the birds are out, the sun is shining!