Be Alert! The World needs more lerts...

There are so many alternatives.

There is blue, there is black. There is walking, there is running. There is fish, there is door. There seems to be nothing left to the imagination.

Occasionally, even though I am so very tired, I find it difficult to sleep at night. Sometimes it is because it is too quiet. Sometimes. Sometimes it is too loud, but sometimes it is too quiet.

Sometimes boys (and sometimes girls) ride their skateboards past my house.

I have two pairs of trousers that seem somewhat confused; they cannot seem to decide if they would rather be trousers or shorts, so somewhere about the middle they stop. Frankly, this causes me no end of worry.

I forget things all the time.

Big hats. Big hats don't mean anything to me these days.

I remember... blue.

Sometimes socks never come back.

I have never pretended to understand women.

I think that I'll sleep tonight.