The Making of Her Robot Dance…
Here’s something I found in one of my old notebooks lying around. I don’t know when I wrote this, but I know it’s unfinished - obviously.
The Making of Her Robot Dance
She woke up to different names each day
Depending on the person she wants to play
A ninja
A pirate
A mermaid
A girl - but no ordinary girl, she’d always say
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Finding stuff like these make me thank God for random thoughts and pens and papers. Too bad I didn’t finish it. Now I wonder what I was thinking.