Two-Bit Musings.

A Rant/Poem/Thing.

Hold on to your subconscious, yo.

. . .

I got a hop-taste on my lips: one that reminds me to take my time; to embrace my curves; to unplug from the electric ho-hum of a narcissist’s society.

I got crisp, clean fingernails in unpainted perfection.

Sweatshirt glory.

Nothing to lose.

. . .

Somewhere deep inside my heart I feel the pang of guitar strings.

There’s a shadow of a life I once knew.

May I rest in the memory, and leave flowers for what might have been.

. . .

(writes on an old-fashioned, green chalkboard)

Too. Too. There are two of the letter o in the word too. We use this word to indicate excess.

Examples: There is too much glitter on this card. I like him, too. You complain too much.

Too. Not to.

. . .

A half-eaten apple is still an accomplishment of sorts.

(I think.)

. . .

SnapDragon is. . . at a loss for a clever description.

Snippets of SnapDragon

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