Sin.

ihave had my share of pepperoni pizza with extra cheese.i have had my share of piping hot brownies and Irish coffee.

Let's say "I have had my Apple. I am done"

I am full.

And, equally empty.

It's late and dark and cold out here and my Boldness scares me these days.

It is not funny really. It is a little sad, in fact, I think.

I have a feeling, I should go back home now, lock the Monster in the cupboard, shut the skeleton in the attic, and leave the-rest to the rain.
Throw it all up in the middle of the night and go buy ear-plugs and blindfolds.

So soon let there be nothing more than the rain and the smell of drenched earth and half-drunk coffee.

Then, let the little bit of tricolour sprout from nowhere in a black and white world sometime soon:

so I can spin another story.