Day 105: Just Breathe

Since when do people just waltz up and poke around in your own EarWax? I was all telling myself that, "Yes I do look fine enough to venture out to the letterbox already," but then I was like, "NO! That strand is out of place, I can't bare it!" Eventually, I did muster up the dreadful courage to step outside. And so, I strolled out to the letterbox and RUUUUDE, nothing was there. I turned around like a snoot and do you know what happened? I turned around to run back inside when there, down the side of my angelic house was a filthy germ infested human demon. It was horrible, I say, it was poking its hideously long nose into a hidey-hole I knew nothing of. I felt it necessary and so I did it with silenced hesitation. "It's not right to stare in to my gapping hole” and I did give them the one-eyed evils. I immediately sprung in to a full-fledged sprint for the front door, holding back my screams of terror and frightfulness.

I'm Floating, Here, There And All Around.