Saturday, July 30, 2011

Cheers.

I enjoy showers. They're awful nice. And they don't talk back to you. But I like. They make one clean and comfortable. They're great for relaxation. And singing. Especially singing. One could be a rising opera star from the time spent practicing in the shower. Showers are very liberal, it seems. They don't judge you if you want to sing. Very welcoming. Like an old friend. Or a grandma. I like them too, grandmas I mean. Smell a little bit...old, but definitely worth it. Just bubbling with kindness and perhaps, curiosity. Curiosity. We don't need anymore dead cats around here. Keep them in their bags and the mortality rate is fairly consistent. What do you think of when someone mentions 'curiosity' to you? Is there a chance that anyone else immediately pictures small children picking their heads around a corner to investigate a strange noise? Scooby Doo?
Have you ever started talking about a random topic and then gone off on a tangent because it actually has relevance, although completely off? Welcome to my world =]

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