Incoherence
There are some days that feel like a dream - mostly after a bad night so one’s brain is stuck trying to sleep. Today, these thoughts popped into my head, more randomly than usual,
“Maybe people aren’t meant to wear shoes.”
“I was a quiet girl. I should go back to being a quiet girl.”
“Is there any reason cake should be green?”
“When is one too old to be a pop idol?”
“Apples aren’t supposed to be this hard. This is a mutant apple.”
“Cute isn’t so bad. I can live with cute.”
“Sam Worthington is 4 years older but he’s probably a jerk. John Cusack is probably the right age and absolutely sweet.” [Afternote: I checked. He is 14 years older than I am. DAMNIT. Sweetness unverified.]
“Human skin is waterproof too.”
Sorry I am still incoherent. Even after 3 cups of coffee.
[Y'know, it's kinda annoying when the craziest thing one's caffeine-fueled sleep-deprived brain can come up with is to question the existence of shoes and green cake. Clearly I am the colour-inside-the-lines kinda girl.]