Thursday, August 4, 2022

It's was just lunch

It was just lunch. Light hearted,  meaningless,  then:

Brushed it off... just like every other fortune cookie. 
Then... 10 hours later... trying to go to sleep... Thinking... 

So why is this so bother some? This morning when going some old stuff in the attic I moved an old typerwriter... To see this.  Note: The typewriter doesn't work.  So how?