Day 1674, playing. The urge to pull on the first words dangling in your mind ~ when asked for an opinion ~ curious for what will happen you give in and the rest arrives ~ you pulled like the cat with seven livesShare this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related 2 thoughts on “Day 1674, playing.” Add yours Geen foto. Goed gedicht. Moest wel drie keer lezen. 😬 Groetjes Marion LikeLike Reply Hmm, op de website kun je de foto zien… LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply to Tent Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.