Symptom: reflections do not seem to match their source, et pourtant, tu n'as pas changé de corps, ni d'esprit. Passage-ways that once seemed creepy, et que t'avais auparavant évité dans ton quotidien, te confient enfin leur traumatisme et you forgive them.
Cure: one (1) boussole (compass); 1 (one) tape measure, et du sel (dans tout les sens). Put your hands on your hips, throw back your head and laugh at the weather.
2 comments:
Apples and Oranges, sista. Apples and oranges.
What's in your suitcase now?
TT
Dear TT:
How's the fruit market? Take more lemon juice and be slow to unpack.
Love,
doctorwild
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