A nonsensical story for which you'll have to use all senses, including the mind (admitting the mind is one of the senses).

The heart has a seat at another table looking closely while coming to its senses.

Co-authored with one of my best friends, whose sweet name is Adina: here's to you!

In the final hours of a perfectly fine timeline, no one would have expected such a future set out for us as the perfect end of a perfectly nonsensical life. In all its seriousness, life doesn't have a meaning. Not one you'd expect it to have. Life is worth living, no matter what. I'm quoting you. Yes, you. Any person alive and kicking, or bound to become one, like a new baby out of a mom's loving womb.

One day, we wake up as white as paper and as creased as a morning bed sheet or maybe our skin would be as white and creased as a morning bed sheet. It's still morning, we'd still have time to live it up when the bed is not the one we've slept in for years. It's a new one. It's a new room. It's a new dawn. You probably know this last line. If you don't, sing it and you'll know it.

Scones and crumpets, us, sat next to each other, sipping at a cuppa, pouring philosophy and fantasy into it instead of sugar and milk: two peas in a pod, warm clothes, hanging on the armchairs - the clothes, not the peas, or maybe the clothes on us, as, finally, you're skinny just as you've longed for all your life. As you will have known by now, life can treat you well and give you presents at the right moment; sandy beaches, wouldn't say no to shingle beaches, either, since the walking stick would still be one 'foot' closer to the waves and the sand would not be a grabber and stuff it down its throat. A sand glass.

The smell of salty water and medicine...You can get cranky. The daisies are still not there because my nieces are late. We are not. Rebelling against time, we're still compliant more than we'd wish. We're not late. We've never been. We'd still wander dreamily in possibilities. This is what the future is.

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