still running

“There’s something in the cup,” she told me; arching her back and yawning slightly.

“You left it there,” I replied, deadpan expression. I still don’t understand people, or how they state the obvious.

Must be something in the imagination, or better yet the folds of paper

A reimagining of three dimensional objects

Taking over a two-dimensional playing field

Playing with words, the magical thinking that

One day I’ll wake up.

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