Tuesday, 9 February 2016

Scribble #9

It is blue and cold. Any colour and mood can be cold, really. I am an imperfect perfectionist.

Be a writer of the wrongs in life. Be a wronger of the so-called rules in writing.

The world is not a toy, nor is it toy-sized. Though some of us play it like it is.

You can't spell the word 'hero' without the word 'her'.

Old diaries are like old friends. When you meet them, you catch up and bring up old memories.

Man stares intently at his bus ticket...

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