If this is nothing more than a small excerpt to the thought process of this small project, then let it be. Small as it may be, I want to tell you the reason why I wrote this. It's short, it's pointless that I even try to explain so, but does it seem like I care?

I wish to develop my own style. I'll write whatever comes to mind. And this is the

Dinner, on the nineteenth of June, tonight was my turn washing the dishes. The sink was pulled high from plates from Lunch, which would tell you the way I treated chores. The plates, the metal containers from the brand "Zebra" that may or may not have gone bankrupt, cups filled with both drinks and other edible liquids, it was a cohort of disharmony. Curry, pepper chicken sauce, isotonic soda's, bread crumbs, bitter gourd scrambled eggs (which are my favourite), and in the end, the only thing that can be seen is a daunting task. A task so daunting, it would eventually plague on my procrastination, since it never takes longer than 30 minutes to wash however much amount of dishware.

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As I scrubbed them down, back to their uniform selves, and within my own reflection on the backs of the metal containers, my mind wandered off into wherever, as it always does. The scene of the various dirty dishes, all covered in the scum of assortments of scrapped food, they brought up the thought of different tastes, different textures, and in the end, consumables, no different than life itself. In which because of this I chose life as the main premise of my next short story. "Life is the servant of the meals we consume", what a wonderful comment! With a stroke of carelessness and wandermindedness, words than ceased to exist in dictionaries, I know as soon as I finish washing them off, ill be back at my desk. 

This was simply an idea too good to have it whisk by the windows. Even if it means putting off the supposed second series to project petiT, I find it very much worth it. Hit the metal when it is hot, not when it has cooled and hardened! This was a Chinese saying I've always recited to ensure I don't laze away as I always do, and now I am here.

This is enough rambling for today.