Thursday, 13 June 2019

Foraging morning

Morning and the weather is overcast, cool and inviting to do something extraordinarily mundane and so here I sit setting about igniting today with a jaded bit of nothingness hoping for an interesting turn of events, like a wormhole to open up in the lounge where I sit or get transported to an alternate lifeline and stare at the bronzed clouds through a laser tap mainframe of smelting universe or maybe just witness the downfall of everything while basking unperturbed on a Uranus cruise liner moon that's begun warping into a void to shortly begin its travel to the few dwarf stars that are too minuscule to begin a collapse and laugh at their inabilities.
Hopes abundant, hope's asleep..

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