The laptop is in my mind and the match box i saw fallen in the street is ticking cuckoos in my mind making watches for gifting ideas in my mind. Thinking deeper, the music is of the movie to see soon in the theater with my good old friends.

The cursor of the mouse of my laptop is hovering right in from of my eyes in my imagination and a sound of a click is to change the gears to see a switch to check if the gears are automatic and to check if i am hungry or thirsty. Suddenly, i must be lazy or in pain, all this in vain, and i choose to not see the movie and then see the movie.

The leaves are asking me feel them after opening the windows and the leaves are in my mind, soon i am in the city and outside the forest, on my way back home to type a few scary stories of the dark in the online social networking website, www.wetpaper.tribe.so.