As the waking moments wear on those eyes, a submission to Recollection and Record occurs. Fond Memories are skipping about here and there.
Productivity was on the mind as Dreams faded into the sun. But he played games with Procrastination when Hunger showed up for a most regular call. Fleeting Discussions and Cigarettes were surely there, but not remembered nearly as well as they deserve.
The games of Procrastination were thoughtlessly brought to center stage by fictional representations of a hedgehog and his pal. By then Productivity was determined, but sadly misguided and soon subdued by a surprise attack from Hunger.
As it was sculpted a twin was commissioned for the price of a dollar. The fresh jalapenos sealed the deal. This one tempted the meat eaters to change their practices and nearly succeeded too. This was something dirty, something messy, something sensational.
With Hunger so carnally satisfied, Productivity came in force. A distant person tried to throw him off, but failed so well that the echo persists still.
Binding words were drafted. And then the value of Actions diminished.
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