The curtains. They finally broke their long silence. I knew they were listening, I knew they could talk, knew they could offer help, guidance, deliverance from the evil, malign whisperings of the carpet. And today? Today, they broke their vows of silence and non-intervention.
How was I to know they spoke Esperanto?
I kid you not, today is Poisoned Blackberries Day. The truth is stranger than Irrelephant.
Today's colour: yellow
Today's scent: roses
Today's word: Happy!
Today's music: that same old song, sung badly
Today's tele: Not watching the idjit box today