I see my toes. One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine ... Ten? Ten! Ten is right there. Yep, still got them all. When I look up I see a wall, it's white. The walls to my right and left are white too. So is the ceiling. Strange, my bedsheets are red. My teapot has orange, yellow, purple, light green, red, green, turquoise and white stripes. The table is brown. If there would be a television then it would be white, just like my fridge. My t-shirt is white too. My candles are white, the cookie jar is white, some books are white, my mobile is white, the radiator is white, pillows are white, roughly 2% of my socks are white, the boiler is white, the kitchen paper is white, my rice cooker is white, my toothpaste is white, yoghurt is white. My plates are not just white, they're white and blue. I've got one plant, it's green and it's alive. In the far right upper corner of the room is a small spider, it doesn't move, but it must be alive too. The spider is black. Most wires are black.
Coincidence?
Wasting time is the only luxury everyone can afford.
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a spider covered by snow? time cannot be wasted on the mountain of the muses, because there is no time there, is it? and we do not throw joy into the waste paper basket, we radiate with it, but who we? black letters
ReplyDeletegreat blog big hug, mammie