Ten days before dad gets here. And I think my brother is coming as well. Too bad both of them cannot be here.
Is there such a thing as a twig garden? There’s gonna be.
I went for a walk and took pics of trees and stuffs, and along the way, I saw all these cool twigs and things, so I accosted them. “Hey! You are coming home with me.”
“No! We enjoy hanging out on the sidewalk with the worms.”
“You can’t stop me! Ha!”
Let’s hope critters didn’t tag along! Did you know, as, like, with worms, dinosaurs also get crushed on sidewalks?
You should read Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka. It’s a quick one and I find it funny.Sam
Meet me at the qaṣaba. We can watch fireworks, then drink chrysanthemum tea and cuddle under the stars.