My mind is currently blank like a sheet of clean paper. Yet, the paper in my mind is black without lines. The more that I think about the paper the more it becomes a vivid image.

What was once an empty thought is now a picture of a pad of yellow lined legal paper and some guy writing on it with a very cheep pen that is a knock off of an expensive pen. It has a wooden exterior, wait... it is actually just plastic that looks like wood.

The noise in the background has made this all turn to mush, like a snug bug under a rug under my foot.

Why is it that animals are allowed to have sex in public and don't give a shit yet girls in public school systems aren't even allowed to show the skin on their shoulders?

If you were a cat, do you think that you could learn how to talk using the biological features of your feline body?