I am grabbed by the cloud of burnt reddish dark chocolate center pushing leftwards trailed by its shadow; my eyes are moved to the dog shaped strawberry immediately to its left; I am pulled upwards by the by the bleeding of red into cloud of blue….only to repeat the triangle. I stay with this triangular cycling, held by the pleasure of the sequence of color and shapes, blocked from departing by a black vertical bar to the left, spread legged grape purple above, and brown and black striped red slant fence posts below and right.
So finding this place of aesthetic order, I brave the days first obstacle: getting up.
I am grabbed by the cloud of burnt reddish dark chocolate center pushing leftwards trailed by its shadow; my eyes are moved to the dog shaped strawberry immediately to its left; I am pulled upwards by the by the bleeding of red into cloud of blue….only to repeat the triangle. I stay with this triangular cycling, held by the pleasure of the sequence of color and shapes, blocked from departing by a black vertical bar to the left, spread legged grape purple above, and brown and black striped red slant fence posts below and right.
So finding this place of aesthetic order, I brave the days first obstacle: getting up.