Saturday, January 2

SU N D O WN


The sunflower is depressed. It is thinking about last night. It shouldn't have had the shots: should have just stuck to the lager. It doesn't know how it got home. This morning, it has a vague sense of unease about where its life is going.

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F A T R OL A N D

WH A T I S I T

This is a moblog, which is a mobile blog, which is a blog published from a mobile phone. It has pictures. I call them fatotografs. I write micro-fiction to go with the photographs. Click any picture to make it nice and big.