Planks, I think it is because I like the look and feel of wood, though it might be also from some 50’s black and white film where someone calls another person a “plank”, meaning they’ve done something silly. Either way it’s a nice word, unless you are a tree and then it’s an evil word.
Namaste and Thank You for Reading.🙏
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Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind.
Thoughts racing down the motorway of my mind. I am just an observer.The lights,the colours all create moods and interpretations,but nothing is permanent or even static.Memories whizz by and fade into the distance.Calculations and theories wade through the detritus of overthinking and leave the soul tired and forlorn.
I wish I could sleep
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