developing a new hypothesis

the observable levels of love & beauty undergo considerable spikes when you are in the vicinity of the data collection

emotions are normal and okay. remember this

in love but with a select root vegetable

learning how to count to a billion

there are many stones that I must consider

hard at work on a new algorithm

calculating happiness levels 🧮📏📊🌞

researching the sparkle of the stars on the sea 🔍

studying a grandfather clock until it presents me with a BONG, a sound from deep within its mechanical gut. it knows the time is a round number, somehow....

collecting stones, unbothered by the passing of time. this one is particularly round, I have Done a good job.

humming as I hop. but not enough to distract me from the primary objective

thinking very hard about the pros and cons of having an excellent daylight nap

scratching my chin, in deep thought, about my, itchy chin,

maintaining a respectable distance between myself and the delicate flower I'm sniffing

investigating a sandwich that is very good

counting the fallen leaves in the autumn: 171,740,499,882

thinking about the sky. it is very long. I would measure it, but I am very busy

considering sleeping in the sunlight that peppers through the fingers of a tree

hopping to the top of a hill to consider the horizon. from the ocean it is a straight line going around like a circle. this surely means I am inside of the circle, and that the horizon is hugging me for love