Monday, Properly Boring
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Monday. School. Excellent mark. Tea. Four biscuits. Homework. MSN. Shower. Bed soon.
I am strangely grateful for boring.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.