When faced with a difficult decision, she opted for the dog.
This afternoon, all of they are optimistic, aroused, and feeling delightful. “And it’s a sunny day!” As the announcer tells them all, “and a great day for a game,” That none of which will be actually playing.
By OB LB3 years ago in Poets
I am here again, in a brand new environment. The taste and sound are different, but there is one alarming reminder of the past.
We're all well researched, just based upon the quantity of days we've been here. The perception of cognition is certainly something to reckon with, however.
Clueless of my sentience, it wanders aimlessly. In the depth of tomorrow it fell blindly. In a wake of annoyance it found refuge again.