it is a simple story

it is a simple story that begins with the first but what seems strange is that right after I spend my time wondering if I'll go to the movies this afternoon, which is not in my habits, so I'm doing a reason keeping feet on the ground, which is a good attitude to be reasonable then to 5:00 I prepare a snack, it's a tradition that I do not lose even if it says it's not my age, I prefer to forget and stay in my habit, I gene person if we ever proved to me that I am wrong to continue what I was child, I put myself to say any kind of things that might get me in trouble, which is not in my nature but what happens in life is the result of a large number of reasons, not all of the same mind as it takes to see that what appears is in this sense can not have two openings, so if you try to push the button harder, it does not matter or you could always turn the wings by hand, but then better playing cards and hope that the hole was done in the living room rug will not have but removing my socks I started to unleash myself on a bike chain as I tried to fix it, it's my character I do not throw anything just because I hate wasting my time, right now we have to use his tool until it breaks and you buy another one, whereas before the tools were several generations, we stayed at home, we had time to fix everything, except now you have the power to manage his clan, which is an increase in the evolution of morals, we gradually gets to keep eggs without breaking them, and so I can easily have the solution to my problems, which is not easy in the winter but it goes correctly I know I can count on the snowman who is at the entrance of the village, because only he can smoke a pipe without cancer because of snow not think it's just a bunch that sculpts without realizing that the sun can melt it, what do we think when we do that, is it the result of the races or a way to quickly go around the room on one foot, which makes me think that I have more fun mowing the lawn, it's been so many years that I always go to the same place, it bothers me, I'd go far, have adventures with animals, hear idiots hungry at night, take bath daily, each time with a different siren me rub your back with a sponge that I finally found while walking in a corner of the city I did not know, then there are plenty of trees and just behind there is a bench where I sat down and when I I sit in front of me I saw lots of sponges that had fallen from a truck, as I had taken a little bag I take twenty, and since I think the trees and sponges that gave me the desire to be rubbed, that's why I always do what I want, I think this is the safest way to get to where we want to go, but what is more interesting is to see how can do with a wooden spoon and a plastic toy, it's amazing and every time I try to do it again I can not, so I wonder how I could do to not be afraid