These walls. My bedroom walls. If only they can speak. I’m glad they don’t. These walls have heard & have seen too much —

*cellphone vibrates* Area code 410? Hmm..

Back to these walls. All 4 walls. My best friends. Unlike most humans, they don’t talk back. What is said & done, stays within these walls. They also don’t edit your life. They just stand there. Waiting in silence. Listening.

If only these walls can speak.

To be honest I’m really glad they don’t.


I just realized I’ve consumed nothing but coffee this whole day. I love coffee but it gives me the runs.

Uh, oh. I gotta run.

Now, imagine if these walls can smell though. Hmm…