Wednesday, March 1, 2017
Today's OneWord: Rooftops
We flew over rooftops and found gold coins buried in the mouths of petrified gods. We sank into streams and grew music in fresh soil, listening to each growing stalk sing. We thought about invading Heaven and taking over the paradise, but we were too tired after such a long, fun day. We settled on drinking a bottle of wine each, while the trains rolled over our toes.