I started up this morning to the sound of bongos from my communication device. I was aware that I would arrive at my place of employment slightly later than average. However, I needed my face paint to be, as the earthlings say, “on fleek.” I took my time in front of the mirror this morning, and even left my sustenance tank full without emptying it to leave time for face painting. The outcome however, was merely okay.
I placed a small bag of stones in my pocket, which are believed to attract currency, happiness, and also serve as protection, and commenced travel to labor.
I arrived at my place of employment slightly before the designated time. I sincerely do not recall very much of what I did today. I just know I completed much labor. I left my designated labor space for a few minutes to reset my cranial processor. I visited my Earth mother at her work area to slam my face into the desk near her. My cranial processor successfully reset. I also saw a labor comrade with whom I embrace whenever our ocular orbs confirm one another. The embrace was much needed. Then, I saw a close labor comrade with whom I am also personal comrades. We discussed our recent misfortunes and concluded that our circumstances would improve. We embraced and I provided her with a stone that I carried in my pocket, which is believed to bring happiness and currency. I have found that when my cranial processor malfunctions or is fatigued, as life on this planet is highly difficult, embraces help soothe my cranial processor, as does toothpaste for the sharp bitter taste of morning breath.
After labor, I visited a male earthling who observed my ocular orbs, as I am attempting to obtain ocular orb vision pads, so that I may fully enjoy face painting occasionally.
During my travel to my habitat, a sudden gust of wind rattled my Earth vehicle. Strong rain also landed on my vehicle while the sun was present. I observed my surroundings and saw deep grey clouds carrying a storm, and I was at the edge. I continued to travel and sometimes the storm caught up with me, and sometimes I was free from it. As I neared my habitat, I saw both sides of a rainbow at the end of the storm.
I placed a small bag of stones in my pocket, which are believed to attract currency, happiness, and also serve as protection, and commenced travel to labor.
I arrived at my place of employment slightly before the designated time. I sincerely do not recall very much of what I did today. I just know I completed much labor. I left my designated labor space for a few minutes to reset my cranial processor. I visited my Earth mother at her work area to slam my face into the desk near her. My cranial processor successfully reset. I also saw a labor comrade with whom I embrace whenever our ocular orbs confirm one another. The embrace was much needed. Then, I saw a close labor comrade with whom I am also personal comrades. We discussed our recent misfortunes and concluded that our circumstances would improve. We embraced and I provided her with a stone that I carried in my pocket, which is believed to bring happiness and currency. I have found that when my cranial processor malfunctions or is fatigued, as life on this planet is highly difficult, embraces help soothe my cranial processor, as does toothpaste for the sharp bitter taste of morning breath.
After labor, I visited a male earthling who observed my ocular orbs, as I am attempting to obtain ocular orb vision pads, so that I may fully enjoy face painting occasionally.
During my travel to my habitat, a sudden gust of wind rattled my Earth vehicle. Strong rain also landed on my vehicle while the sun was present. I observed my surroundings and saw deep grey clouds carrying a storm, and I was at the edge. I continued to travel and sometimes the storm caught up with me, and sometimes I was free from it. As I neared my habitat, I saw both sides of a rainbow at the end of the storm.
I believe that this peculiar journey to the habitat was some sort of metaphor for the conversation with my comrade. Today was also my vessel’s great aunt’s anniversary of death. She was my consoler in my adolescence, as my schoolmates were not kind, but she was. She loved me, and I love her. It would also be nice to think, that both the storm and the rainbow were from her.
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