Category: Real Life
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Sitting Melting
Sitting Melting Thinking little The shade is like an oven’s middle My skin is like a sticky tape My body merely wants to drape To lounge To spread To stretch some more To find a cold spot on the floor Mustn’t moan though, it must be said I’ll soon be flaking on my bed It’s…
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One of those days in 2016!
I had an odd start to a Wednesday back in 2016; thought I’d share it again: Sigh. Talk about one of those days. I’ll run through the morning with you: A telephone call come in for me, regarding something or other. I forget what, exactly, as the person calling was announced as David Attenborough, famed…
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Mansion Musings
I sit here, thinking of something to write as my computer runs a virus scan in the background. In the background, apparently, I should add, as it has ground the computer almost to a halt. And this is the virus scan! Goodness knows how the computer would operate if, somehow, a virus did manage to…
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The Ropey Kind
Only it isn’t ropey at all… it’s an old, broken, weathered washing line hanging on a wall. It also appears to have three ends in this photo… which, in all reality, it probably doesn’t. Posted for Becky’s KindaSquares.
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Inside the Black Hole
Nothing escapes Not even time Not even water Not even wine Surrounded by darkness Drawn in with the light: The sock that went missing In the washer last night Just where does the washing machine take those garments it takes a fancy to? Perhaps it spins the items so fast on the spin cycle that…
The Mansionic Perspective 