. s p a c e y .

I hop. I skip.
Grin like an idiot.
I twirl in my pink tutu.
Barefoot.
Crushing dandelions.
I do love them, I do.
Pretty little things.
My giant feet crushed them.
I didn't mean to.
Blame the giant feet.
I blink. I stare.
Oh, I am still here.
On this dull chair.
At the office.
Sniff sniff.

Oooohh 5.15 pm. Time flies by when you're occupied.