Exercises

Imagine a tree, its the only tree on the ground far as you can see. All the birds are on it. They are signing. One of them takes a shit and it lands on your face. The kids are playing on the playground. Cricket on a lazy sunday afternoon. Suddenly there is a slight breeze, it becomes stronger, it becomes a gale, there is mud in your eye, you have no fucking clue as to why a tree on the ground turned into a gale then the hail starts to fall, your head is hurting from those pearls of frozen water hitting you. You find a shelter, you enter it, its all white. You cut your finger on a rusty chair, your hand bleeds until you can't stand. Your face is wiped with a wet cloth. You wake up, you have only one hand. You find a metal arm and fix it on ya. The metal arm gives you these super powers and you manage to crack through this white wall, which is the softest thing you have ever touched. There is a pink light. You step out, there is the same ground, the same game of cricket, the birds that might shit on you again.