I open this page and think of a couple words to start with, then I type without stopping till I have a paragraph.Then I press publish. No pausing. No editing. (I fix up the spelling and the odd bit of punctuation to make it more in line with what my brain was thinking and my fingers were trying to type, but I don't add or remove any words) ........... Find LITTLE VISIONS VOL 1 in audiobook and zine format at https://bridesofchrist.bandcamp.com/album/little-visions-vol-1-audiobook
Thursday, August 3, 2017
I FLOATED ON A LOG DOWNSTREAM
I floated on a log downstream. I was a beaver. I knew this log was the only thing keeping me afloat but I also wanted to eat the log. I started to nibble at it and my beaver mother slapped me on the back of the head. She glared at me and handed over a bag of log shaped candies. I frowned and sat there chewing on them. It just wasn't the same. I couldn't wait to move out of log and have my own log and eat my log and drown myself as I pleased.
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