Season: Autumn
Weather: blank
Day of the week: Monday
Date: 25th March, 2024
Today, for some reason, someone had been picking me up and moving me around, feeding me and so on. As if I don't know how to look after myself. Well. Maybe I don't. My head is all fuzzy, like a swirling autumn mist that creeps in, thickens into a fog and stubbornly remains even after the sun has come up.
I think, I'm not sure, but I was taken places. Possibly to the doctor? I don't know. They force fed me medication although I tried to resist. What are they trying to do?
Just let me... just let me...
What was I trying to write again?
Never
So there was this puppy in the park that was cute, but its bark was annoying. High pitched and piercing. Yapping and irritating. It also was a spoiled, tantrum throwing thing that threw itself on the ground like a child, kicking and crying every
Wind. It was windy and the windows rattl...
(Scrawl)