A map of me on this blustery day.
Eyes: fixed on my screen.
Ears: filled with the tones of Jim Dale.
Lips: split and bleeding. Again.
Hair: pinned in a round knot and very wet.
Knees: tucked in a sleeping bag and bruised.
Want to play?
What points would you plot to locate yourself, to map a moment? [You don't have to use the same points I did.]
3 comments:
Ouch, hate cracked lips. :(
Sounds like you've been roughing it :-)
Cuileann: Me, too.
Pink Ink: Well, more like I'm too lazy to put the rest of my sheets on the bed, and the sleeping bag is a lot warmer, anyway. :)
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