Swapping the left for the right, uncontrollably hammering colours

[squirmelia]

Heat rash on the right wrist, so wearing the watch on the left. I keep looking at the right and wondering where the watch is, even though it's only a few centimetres away. Both of my arms feel strange, kind of like they're dangling floppily and uncontrollably when I'm walking, because the weight of each is different to what I'm used to.

I just whispered the word "uncontrollably" to myself.

Sometimes I have to choose a colour for something and I get sick of colours, all colours, no matter how many there are, and I hate all of them.

There was a little girl sitting in the front seat on the top of the doubledecker bus, the seat where you can look down at the driver. She kept repeating the word "hammer", but to me it sounded initially like "hubbahubbahubbahubba".

I coloured my hair with a melon-scented pen.

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[squirmelia.livejournal.com]

There are actually 3122 pavement tiles. It is a shame you didn't manage to count them all, because the siamese cat counted them and told me how many there were. Tie your right fist to the left side of the sky. Does your mouth still taste of melon-scented pens?