They made frogs smoke till they exploded.
Today, my thoughts died. It feels better to grieve by their side. I fell into the well and the darkness is comforting. How's your tommy cat doing? They say it's a sunny day today. The financial crisis is over, the President announced. Haven't you seen my scarf? The wind is cold enough, as cold as its colours. Give me something to hide my face beneath it.
...any comment is welcome, thanks to the few of you who dropped by.
[PS: and in spite of the title, these are not rocks really. It's just a shot taken in my frying pan, and it would be embarrassing to say more.]