I just found this in my drafts a month and a half after writing it. I suppose I should read it to see why … heck, I won’t know why I didn’t post it. I might have fallen asleep in my chair. I mean, I was 18886 days old on June 13, 2015 and it was 44 long days ago. Let’s see what I was thinking 1056 + 2.8/-21.2 hours ago (new material noted as such):
Earlier today, my daughter who is writing something else while I am typing (she’s working her way through the prompts), asked me something then solved it while I was working on it. Continue reading coconut oil
Colored or drab Label replaced I never told her much We did not talk other A fixed face smile, a trooper You are still talking too quickly. I felt flushed. I had not been. I had entered prepared. I'd taken the deep breaths, centered myself. I had checked my heartbeat. I had chitted chat. When much of your memories - as I typed I the screen went into developer mode. I clicked the wrong spot.
We thought it was today but today is not the day. I can replace the items that I found under the living room couch. It’ll be another 15 hours or so before the space gets ripped apart and the new items arrive. Continue reading It isn’t furniture day
[ …… P ……. ] Continue reading The Story of P