On my balcony there is a little white chair. I want to sit on it. But it is hot out there, hotter than in here. Perhaps I should sit in it anyway, and rub into my pores some sunscreen. And also, drink water out of a blue mug so that it looks cooler. Then I could be in the sunshine but also on the balcony and also cool.
But if I sit on the balcony I might not hear it when someone comes into my room to bludgeon me to death. And that would never do. One must be wary.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
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