29.August.21


Awaking to a sour start prompts to the window for some friendly light—tapping sugary cinnamon onto mind’s bonny clabber.

Vessels of both rides and rezzies, static to the scene, await their denizens’ choices to either lollygag or labor for starting day’s routine.

Do sill kittens know memoriter the order in which shades draw and engines start and doors open-close and voices break?

Time to meet the street, where perception’s pantograph provides periphery with a robust realization: both new views and known provide prints for the album of home. ; )

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