Alright, wrong quotation. It should be
"A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection."
But my version of the quote did not deviate much from the actual one, or did it?
To open your eyes just to find yourself closing them again.
To get up from bed just to find yourself lying down again.
To wear your slippers just to find yourself taking them off again.
It's not funny.
The mirror showed me a skeleton frame of a person.
Who is that? I could barely register.
The fingers which carress the keyboard look like those from Halloween makeovers.
For a second or two, I was taken into the illusion of a Halloween Party.
Trick or treat now?
Food. I yearn for it.
Yet they don't stay in my alimentary canal.
Everything that went in came out wholesale.
You don't need to have good eyesight to make out what they are, for they look exactly like when they were ingested.
That's my stomach. Butterflies seem to fly round and round in it.
No I don't like skeletons.
