Friday, February 25, 2022

Pinky Ruth #31

Bright light came into the apartment today. Every hour I moved, chasing the warm spot. It was peaceful. It was relaxing. Until a reflection started bouncing around the room. I don't know where it came from. I don't know why it insisted on tormenting me. All I knew was that I MUST terminate its existence. I am ashamed to admit that I tried to shred the sofa today in order to put an end to the agonizing reflections that will haunt me in my sleep. I, most reluctantly, must tell you that the sliver of sparkle, that dancing brightness sent from the has yet again, eluded my capture.

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