*my press secretary coughs, and leans into my shoulder, muttering*
Really?
*secretary nods dourly*
Oh.
I meant to say my eye is okay now.
Um.
That's all. Sorry.
*my press secretary coughs, and leans into my shoulder, muttering*
Really?
*secretary nods dourly*
Oh.
I meant to say my eye is okay now.
Um.
That's all. Sorry.
I wake up at 4 am on Black Friday because my tummy hurty.
We are not the same.
I wake up at 4 am on Black Friday because my tummy hurty.
We are not the same.
Its distant broadcasts are unknown for I cannot peer into the spectrum it sings. It stands, unburdened and unyielding, the only anthropic thing in view. A lighthouse reaching up and piercing shores intangible.
Its distant broadcasts are unknown for I cannot peer into the spectrum it sings. It stands, unburdened and unyielding, the only anthropic thing in view. A lighthouse reaching up and piercing shores intangible.