Out of all the opinions in the sea, I have most likely had them all.
Opinions of evolving.
But I have decided that nothing beats the feeling of company in the light accompanied by my little apple at 2.30.
A sudden pop-up in that darkness
Even though the day had been doubtful doubtful full of doubt
Even though the day had been balloons!
Even though the day had been staring at the bed of marriage
It turned out not to matter much
once the fruit peeled in the dark.