My grandma fell asleep listening to comforting sounds.

I love my poh poh.

“It’s hard to make sense. Feels as if I’m sensing you through a lens.” 

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Open house

The dishwasher who stood behind the window analysed the psychologist who seemed to know it all.

Who thought reverse psychology was the new trick.

She was not amused.

Despite this, the dishwasher was for once happy that she was the backdrop. 

While cutting the onions, the knife slipped

and her cutting career was over.

Time didn’t wait for her to heal.