Life always has a way of doing whatever it needs to do. There’s nothing wrong with that thought process. It comes and goes without a second thought. We can’t easily figure out why life does this to us, we have to understand something at some point, but if we don’t? Well, no harm no foul. It’s life and we have to continue going forward to see everything that is out there. There’s nothing we can do about it. Life will move foreward without the ability for us to do anything but wonder what this life will eventually be like in the far distant future. Oh what a joy that could bring about. If life has a way, we will be able to get from point a to point b in no time at all. It feels like a circle at times. A = B = C, isn’t that what the crazy future guy in Star Trek: Voyager tried to explain? Yeah, something like that. It’s quite an interesting thought process to be sure. It’s life though, nothing can be done about it. So let life be what it wants to be, there’s nothing wrong with that tho...
I'm not bored anymore... ahhh, I need to write a new story... hmmm let's see here.
Peach was sitting at her desk writing a letter... again. She recalled the last letter she had written and smiled. This time around, she had been able to not eat her paper or her pencil... and was doing just fine.
SockPuppet flew into the room... 'cause that's how she gets from place to place, people fling her around. Anyway, as Peach was sitting there writing her letter Sock landed right on top of the paper. It didn't go over too well with Peach, and she gobbled up Sock as quickly as possible... sptting out her eyes and the yarn that was used for her hair.
hmmm... why do I keep picking on Sock like this? oh well... lol More to come tomorrow I'm sure...
Peach was sitting at her desk writing a letter... again. She recalled the last letter she had written and smiled. This time around, she had been able to not eat her paper or her pencil... and was doing just fine.
SockPuppet flew into the room... 'cause that's how she gets from place to place, people fling her around. Anyway, as Peach was sitting there writing her letter Sock landed right on top of the paper. It didn't go over too well with Peach, and she gobbled up Sock as quickly as possible... sptting out her eyes and the yarn that was used for her hair.
hmmm... why do I keep picking on Sock like this? oh well... lol More to come tomorrow I'm sure...
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