writing desk on the one side of the room, piano on the other, sit and think as the son plays a game.
Thinking is a no real name for the minimal mental activity taking place, no knowledge of any other way to describe just sitting there doing nothing at all at all at all.
Sunday morning planless, who cares
This is not what one would expect, snap and bark at first light.
But what of it.
There may be a thousand sundays left
just depending
Thinking is a no real name for the minimal mental activity taking place, no knowledge of any other way to describe just sitting there doing nothing at all at all at all.
Sunday morning planless, who cares
This is not what one would expect, snap and bark at first light.
But what of it.
There may be a thousand sundays left
just depending
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