the wind always dances
autumn just helps us
see the shadow of the dance
Because I swear to God the entire week has gone like this:Humiliated gelatin. Heehee. I could really go for some pudding . . .
Me (sitting down to keyboard): Okay! Time to write something interesting and amusing.
Brain: SHUT UP AND FEED ME.
Me: I totally just fed you fifteen minutes ago. We had a fruit snack.
Brain: FRUIT SNACK NOT REAL FOOD. IT’S HUMILIATED GELATIN.
Me: Look, Brain, I have work to do.
Brain: NO FOOD NO BRAIN.
- John Scalzi