Even skeletons need to be dusted off from their cupboard shelves and taken out for a walk sometimes.
And the company along the way is always appreciated.
‘Coz those bones get too heavy for just one person to hold.
And rather two people looking the fool walking around a park with their arms full of vertebrae, fibulae and tarsals, than one silly girl who’s a banana slice short of a fruit-salad.
too many bones, be a burden to bear..
im fashioned on flighty ideals, so of what use is the slightly skeleton.
I remember when i was at med school and they gave me a bag of bones to take home (for my anatomy class). It freaked my parents out hehe, can still remember their faces.
Eish. Skeletons are always so bony. For once I would like one that you could pick off the shelve and give a great big hug too, squeeze and not get hurt.
Apparently such closet skeletons exist. Not (yet) in my closet unfortunately
mmm fruit salad summer nice…i think its time for dessert.
Where is the party at? I love the metaphor that is this post. While only Aadila will get the intended message, I think it can be applied universally hence the How will the soul grow comment!
yes guy, it’s a tacit call to arms. the movement is going underground. as you can see, i’ve been disguising myself as a non-blue.
the end is nigh.
be afraid, but not that afraid. we’re a people who like to party.
i. am. confused. I always am of course, but more so by this post and its comments…
but seriously was this a coded message to your fellow Cyans to start the revolution? c’mon you can tell me…
Just as we embrace happiness so should we acknoledge the power of allowing ourselves to be drenched in sadness, for without it, HOW WILL THE SOUL GROW!
i’ve got a spare femur if you want.
and a couple of metacarpals. you could improvise.
I’m two tarsals and a rib short of a skeleton…got any spares?? 😛
wow…saal, you left a comment on my blog at the same time as i was reading yours. hehehe…thats the cyber-universe for you!
Aadila will get it.
i dont get it.
but my name’s not Aadi. so i guess that’s why.