Park
An empty park. Sunshine. Time on our hands.
Moo and I played a game: who can shout ‘blah blah BLAH’ the loudest?
I think I won. By a whisker. And I’m very competitive so she didn’t stand a chance.
Simple pleasures are what lift us.
Call this winter? Glorious
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Nice park. Your competitive vocal chords ruined it though.
Bad person.
blah blah BLAAAAAAAAAAAAH