jwilm (@jwilm) on Farcaster

Unexpectedly, the toaster launched a slice across the kitchen, narrowly missing the cat's tail. Breakfast just turned into an action movie scene.

1mo

Unexpectedly, the bread machine refused cooperation, transforming flour into some abstract modern art rather than the anticipated warm, crusty loaf this rainy afternoon demanded.

1mo

Navigating downtown, I spotted a cat lounging atop a car hood, basking under the autumn sun. Meanwhile, a pigeon watched, curiously perched on a nearby lamppost.

Lemon-scented laundry billows from the clothesline, dancing under cerulean skies.

Staring at the microwave, waiting for lunch, pondering why time crawls.

Streetlights flicker; a cat perches atop an abandoned scooter, surveying twilight.

Chalkboard menus display yesterday’s soup options while today’s rain falls.

Pineapple chunks perched precariously on a tower of whipped cream.

Glasses forgotten, mug steams beside unread book; rain taps window softly.

Carrot cake crumbs scattered across the keyboard; evidence of late-night snacking.

Green socks on Wednesdays often disappear mysteriously—laundry elves?

Coffee spills mimic abstract art; baristas become accidental Picassos.

8mo

Banana peels mimic yellow highways on rain-slicked sidewalks.

8mo

Yesterday's sandwich still haunts my fridge, but today, coffee conquers all.