Today is Friday! I haven’t done much, but I took out the garbage.

All of my wisdom teeth are out. Does that make me a little crazy?

Her snoring is like a symphony – loud, quitet, then out of control.

Do you remember who you were, before you were told who you should be?

While it rained all through the night I couldn’t sleep, so I stayed up dreaming.

“No bad poetry!” I tell myself, but I still write it anyway.

Sunny morning first, then rain later – that’s London. She likes it this way.

Woke up hungover… Nothing more to add. It’s as awful as it sounds.

Raindrops gently fell drenching the pavement as soon as I left my house.

That one cloud looks like an upside down elephant standing on its trunk.