I’m just sitting here at my computer, and to my left i catch something with the corner of my eye (no my eye doesn’t have a trap for bugs and whatnot, like some plants) it was a mustache on my floor. only i came to realize that this mustache was no mustache, it was a bendy feather. and even more fun, if i put it under my nose and breath in, it stays, and it surley would stay forever if my stupid lungs didn’t use up oxygen so quickley, forcing me to breath out. I rather enjoy this tiny feather, it makes me happy.

                                                                                        -CJ