Imagine a vine, hanging down. Then imagine that vine is you. Not bad.
Shoving all my wet and dry foam into a special box for foam for cross-country transport. Didn’t know they made these! It’s made of dried glue. They guy said not to stack em, but it’s probably fine
Man paces in kitchen, ten at night, sipping slightly bitter coffee from a small mug, after having bathed a skunky dog
Ring-ring! The telephone picks itself up and rolls forward, whirling down the dusty road with oh, such gusto. Ring-ring indeed!