Fragments

I awoke today with a thought on my mind.  It was a profound thought.  It was a perfect thought.  It was a profound and perfect thought.
I should have written it down.

 

Thank God for silence.  If it were not for silence, then I would not hear anything.

 

Shooting stars.  Do you need a hunting license for that?

 

Would my life improve if I took advice from glasses of water?

 

Is there a safe place to store my memories?
Is there a safe place to store my dreams?
Is there a safe place to store my thoughts?
There are no safe places, it seems.

 

Do ideas get people?

 

Is abstract a condition caused by doing too many situps?

 

Does style ever go out of style?

 

Write first
Think later

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I am Minnie and Chic's son.