I wonder and sometimes worry. Herein lie those ponderings with perhaps some editing but still in their truer forms. Whisper as well, though in truth, whispers are just that, rustlings in the wind and nothing more. It is kind to not be alone with one's own whispers.
Thursday, February 6, 2025
Women haunting my thoughts.
.
.
They... like to do that. Turn around, fair play? Or... something.
Good, bad, plus sweet, sour, salty, savory, and umami? Those are my
terms.
Annoying.
More annoying.
Yes.
Absolutely.
Not... bad. Just... yes. Chirping birds... chirping in my brain.
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