Peteroo's Blog

When a gourmand on the way home from technostructure’s brunching juncture turns withershins right before a state of satiation steps into slumber, a slight snooze is sought in a statue’s stony scene, where both shes slip into sleepiness serene. ; )

Doh! The trend of bucks fraternizing with each other is fine, but when they turn sprunting towards my doe—that crosses the line!

Well, I never butt heads ad hominem, even if ommeity provides a paucity of peaceful possibilities, so regarding stags and their brags: I shall proceed as Rudolph Lundgren and per-Swede my lady to remain in the reign of her dearest and sin-Sir-est deer. ; )

Here is the latitude where lassitude is mitigated, where surfers leave behind each worldly crisis in order to comprise a crasis that is the crux of a halcyonic homeostasis: for each bumptious boarder flipped, an earnest rider will see the sea to them uplift. ; )

Wonder—brother trees do—whence came the breeze between leaves. Perhaps pollen fallen is sent from an agnate arbor-mate as an afternoon adieu in lieu of a morning-ado of dew. Not-so-golden neighbour winds down day by wearing water’s waves as a whispered wish to jolter-headed leaded treading away. Masterful is the height of might who hears without off-letting jeers and whose satisdiction is its silence whilst both chords and accords instrument a piece around peace. : )

Amaurosis to the side, memories aid the mind to envisage a tête-à-tête with happiness’s fondful crush whilst sharing an icy strawberry slush on the cherrywood bench twixt the puckerbrush. ; )