23/365 | My morbid brain

dailysketchblogThe cat meowed and thought how horrible it was to be so small and wished she had never touched the shrink ray gun. It seemed like a good idea at the time to play in the bowl of Fruit Loops that had been left on the table but in hindsight it was probably best if they hadn’t.


16/365 | Fairy Bread

When I was young I actually believed fairies ate white bread slathered in butter topped with hundreds and thousands; also known as Fairy Bread. I remember thinking how special it was of them to share their favourite food with humans. These thoughts are also coming from the same girl  who spoke to the fairies hiding in the cracks of a large rock that sat in the front yard of her home on Greenshank Drive.