a sprightly sip

a sprightly sip was all it took, and now I’m hook(ed). I love coffee.

I also can’t sleep at night. With my newly inherited insomnia, I wrote poetic words, possible new blog titles, and thought of portmanteaus that would ease me to a deep slumber.

cottonswing, hazy days or hazy daze

can thoughts doodle? apparently, they can, according to doodle girl. (I think I could’ve used the name better.) or would you buy liquor if it was spelled lickor/lickher? I’ll stop there.

mimsy lane

or like olivia bee, hana jay, jay hana, jay leno?

portmanteau, I’m craving man toe (the Chinese bread?)


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