Driving my broom

Give me one and let me ride it. Far away.

Where I feel like being when…

My throat is sore.

My nose won’t stop running. It’s like the marathon all over again.

I almost ruined the fruit blender, forgetting to place the blades.

And finally, I have confirmed four travel options to Warsaw, ignoring my final destination: Krakow.

What else can go wrong?

4 Responses to “Driving my broom”

  1. pretty much anything, because experience has taught me that just when you think life’s a bitch, it has puppies…

  2. Hopefully nothing more! I’m already concerned about your safety!

  3. aww, puppies… !

  4. nothing else will go wrong. it will go away. the broom, not as cool and effective as you may think…

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