At the park, my daughter & I saw an old man gardening at a church next door. He smiled & tossed a pale root vegetable over the fence at me. We didn’t speak the same language so I dunno what it is, but I planted it & it’s growing like crazy. This is how a Stephen King novel starts
I have photos of myself with my ex boyfriends all over my home. My husband likes it cause he says it’s part of my history.
Give a toddler a crayon and he will eat that crayon. Teach him how to color and he will eat more crayons.