Inner voice: didn't you say a few hours ago today is the last chapter in this "don't know fun fiction story".
Poetess: yes, I said it, but I didn't say I wrote it, or it's written.
I am writing it now..
Inner voice : now?!
Poetess :. . because I got so fat with this story,
I have to do something else at work, exercising, meditation, print something may be, reading.
I feel like writing about love and children..
Inner voice: and how many?
Poetess : it depends, if I go to a doctor I go for two,
If naturally then will go for one..
Inner voice : do me a favour, don't leave your passport on open spaces.
Poetess : why?
Inner voice : something has to be a secret or surprise at least,
Otherwise it's all thrown at you..
Poetess: anyway..I forgot what I wanted to write..
