Rain doesn’t fall — it performs
Kategori: Words
A Sunday without roast lamb
is just a rehearsal for Monday
You can’t make everyone happy.
You’re not pizza
Saturday hums
like a song that forgot
about Monday
It’s Friday!
Time to go
make stories
for Monday
Some meals are born for flavor,
not for photos
Jump rope:
because adulting
doesn’t burn enough calories
If opportunity doesn’t knock,
Milton Berle
build a door
Sunday:
the pause between
two symphonies
of chaos