private text N

Not sure what number this is. I didn’t save them before. This one I did. Maybe not telling of the writing but of the point in time.

I love the house. I love the walls, and the corners mainly. There was a mouse today, stepped into the universe all to be caught and fed into the whispers of dogs and look up at to squirrels. Mice definitely look up to squirrels. They can climb trees and fly. I need to remember This green spiked floor is a place for you and your heart. Walk upon it gently with care and ask others to do the same. Grass will grow from each spike and the animals die as they spawn behind me and in front of you. I could see us floating in pink upon the stars funnelling towards an open vaccuum where we must write the rules. Mirror mirror on the wall, I see in the reflection a dirty sink with water eroding the walls next to it. Color rainbow please find me, myths must be true.