Then, one day, one of the loose wheels fell between the crack of the open elevator doors, and disappeared into the Great Void, presumably to join Jimmy Hoffa, Elvis Presley, and all those missing mates for my socks.
Hee! Love this. :-)
These exercises are starting to sound like fun...which may be my muse's way of telling me to go back to my own writing journal. Hmm.
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Date: 2003-06-25 06:46 pm (UTC)Hee! Love this. :-)
These exercises are starting to sound like fun...which may be my muse's way of telling me to go back to my own writing journal. Hmm.