Filed under: image conscious, muse, revflections | Tags: drawing, feeling, image, words
Caption: [ Stage 6: Proceed with caution... ]
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And then I realised something. It was ridiculous, yes, but it was still something.
I Had No Muesli Left.
It was a tragedy. It was a travesty. It was a grand annihilation of all things worthy of thought. And it was a nightmare come to life, a haunting of my reality. So I decided to have baked beans on toast and a cup of tea. Therefore, whilst I was perhaps a little unhinged, and though in the cold my inner dialogue may have been a little singed, my thoughts became tinged with the power of beans (bean power is the ultimate power), and the day progressed relatively smoothly from then on.
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