day ONE HUNDRED'n THIRTY EIGHT

Look, it's quite simple. 

I jump up and down 

everytime 

you walk through the door

and in return

you hand over 

the chewie.

day ONE HUNDRED'n THIRTY SEVEN

it's a comfy chair

from where I watch the birds sing.

Cages stop the light.

day ONE HUNDRED'n THIRTY SIX

Kiki, I miss you...