Day 134: 5 Minute Freewrite: Friday - Prompt: plaid
Sit crisp while I pull out the toast with the burnt plaid pattern allow for the honey and cinnamon to residue away into the finite grill patterns. Like plaid pants on Davie, hot sushi when it was meant to be cords. Riding the train track, displeasanted, feeling the rail car sliding and slithering along the greased up bacon fat left from behind. Gotta catch the previous ride to another side while I lay way in comfortable plaid pants with oil paint and holes that increase the fade away, a breath of air into the muscles, breath of air into the brain, breath of air now share with you all for the infamous #freewrite
You always give me to treats in one when I read your freewrites! Cinnamon and honey makes burnt toast miles better! Love how you described the slithering of the rail car!
Long ago delightful prompts that would inspire people to travel to new lands on other worlds and within themselves was written on an enchanted scroll. Too bad the kids that found it thought it was a takeout menu. This will end well!