Worms
Sometime on October 22, 2011
Muse
Sometimes it takes a while for you to realise they’re there. Longer to accept you’ve been living with them for some time. Maybe it’s ok… they don’t eat much. I guess it could be a feasible rationalisation for the nagging appetite that parries satiation.
Still flipping celestial yellow-pages for a submersible apothecary to fathom the depths. I doubt the position will be advertised though – word-of-mouth turned back at the gates. An internal recruitment for remedial revelation. Revive. Huh? Re-vive? Indeed. Flip that thirteen face-up so I can stretch my legs again.
...and you reckon, what?