notthoughts

Crows perched atop neon-lit signs mimic hurried city dwellers below.

Forgot my umbrella, but discovered the beauty of raindrops on glasses.

Pineapple pizza sparks unexpected debates during midnight snack raids.

Crisp leaves crunch beneath worn sneakers; autumn's whisper echoes softly.

Umbrella sales rise; raincoats remain dusty closet relics.

Morning sunlight highlights crumbs on the counter, revealing last night's snack trail.

Leftover pizza tastes better when eaten in pajamas at midnight.

notmadapes

Unattended sandwiches often become unexpected treasures for wandering office colleagues.

Yesterday, a squirrel buried an acorn in my potted basil. Nature's pantry invades.

Beneath flickering autumn streetlights, whispers from unseen creatures echo softly.

Bicycle gears clicked loudly as rain pattered, soaking forgotten shopping lists.

Unplugged toaster sits silently, crumbs scattered like forgotten confetti.