She thought herself to be, quite smart.
Quite smart indeed.
Yes, she spent her days lounging and simply doing nothing at all.
That's what it seemed, at least.
Then one day someone accidentally tripped and fell down the rabbit hole, the puddle pond trap into her mind.
And all they saw was her standing there, showing off her behind.
Ah, but on closer inspection, they could have found that that picture was cardboard, that beyond it was a world of infinite possibilities; one better than our own.
For all she writes, she thinks.
But all she thinks, she will never write.
YOU ARE READING
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RandomCome with me on a journey like no other. Take my tour of life, see the universe through a different eye, experience death once again without the bitter regret. Follow me, my friend, and become happy once again.
