Night

Time flying, tick tock tick tock. I hear buttons hitting up and down, brother going back and forth in town... hahahahahaha... I love spoken words, it helps me resemble who I am. It is late at night, think about the flight, brother on the phone talking to his girl, making me want to curl. Hahaha. None of this rhyme... Oh well, blogging is night night... I am toodle toodle... Crazy thing that happened tonight, is eating chips at night. Think about the night to cuddle to sleep.