Young children tend to cause a pother when they want or need attention from their parents
The bird itself seems to be falling, breaking asunder into bits of itself, when it hits the ground, it will be nothing but a tumble of spiky spars and a pother of wind-blown feathers.
If you can give no help, spare drowning me with your pother.
Don’t get yourself all into a pother, take your time and you’ll find your keys.
She: 🤷♀️ I am done with this overly populated choices in life. I can’t be smart all the time and keep at research reads to pick the most efficient / optimum option…after going around the globe of experiencing the value checks of every option in my head before I actually make the decision.
I want to be CUTE. That’s it.
He:🤷♂️ Cute?! Cute!? What do you mean, CUTE?
She:💁♀️ Like having the freedom to function with not knowing everything and then making those choices which may possibly land you into, maybe, a bit clumsy state or a hurdled life or little inconvenience or oops phase or oh no moment and then how one ends up looking cute.. like that cute…just want to be CUTE.
He:🕺 👀 alright hmm I see, OKAY…👻
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Few days go by,
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She and He, in their car, He was driving..(She was guiding 🙃)
He: 🙋♂️ please if you could help with a quick call and verify our delay for the appointment.
She:🙋♀️ yes sure.. tring tring.. talk .. done
He: 🙋♂️ please if you could call again and see what other appointments they have and probably book the one after.. in case we are further delayed.
She: 🤦♀️ well we should reach in acceptable delay.. it should be okay. I am Not calling.
👻 kicks in !!! He: “Oh, you are sooooo CUTE”
She: ? ?
In few seconds, Lighting strikes …and
She laughed and laughed and laughed and He enjoyed her laughter with a satisfaction of “THE”achievement for the day..