Category: Tiny.Tales.of.Trouble
Things are looking up.
From down here. Halfway through the museum of everything.
‘By a Thread’
Strings. Nothing attached.
Just waiting in line.
To fulfill their purpose; binding anything that needs stitching.
It won’t be the silver lining.
Ivory will do.
Seamingly.
‘Relief Relief’
Ceiling-porn. Such a relief it is looking down on me, out for me. And I am looking back.
Watching.
‘Landing Strip’
This is what happens when vegans forget to wax on a regular basis.

For 🌱’s sake! If you are going to be all public and out there, at least get it trimmed.
‘Pair of Pears’
Such a cute couple. They ran into each other in the supermarket.
He had eyed her for an hour before fate brought them together in my plastic shopping bag. So romantic.
They’ve been together ever since.
Embracing life, growing old together. In my fruitbowl. Didn’t have the stomach to split them up and eat them. True love until the very end.
‘Eat Your Vegetables’
The young parents took great care to take the detour whenever they went into town. Basically because it was impossible to get little Tommy to keep walking when they accidentally took the wrong turn. They had to drag him away from all the colours. Everytime.
Tears, tantrum, trouble.
The candy aisle in the shop was a walk in the park compared to walking the red square.
Ceiling-porn. Such a relief it is looking down on me, out for me. And I am looking back.
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