985.

Mr M & M had a beanie on his head and an arrow on his hat.

984.

Even her pee smelled of caffeine.

983.

The thick black coffee coursed through her blood and she couldn't
help fidgeting.

982.

It was time for a change: she would cut her hair, work 24-7, be a nun.

981.

Hm, do you remember when I last used the phrase: a piece of cloth
wrung out again and again?

980.

She wore a rainbow carpet on her shirt.

979.

It was the weekend again.

978.

Desperate for forgiveness, perhaps?

977.

She dreamt of a swimming pool again. A pool that she was not allowed to swim in.

976.

Every time you feel this way, please please remember to pray.

975.

Late at night and she was scared.

974.

If a butterfly flies, is the butterfly happy?

973.

She hummed to herself
a little song
Fly, little butterfly, fly...

972.

A hot bowl of noodles out of a handful of frozen peas, carrots and
corn, two pieces of dried scallop, and a packet of shrimp flavoured
ramen.

971.

Her mother made a spaghetti out of buckwheat noodle, salsa, tiong
bahru bao chilli sauce, shitake mushrooms, onions and ground beef.

970.

Cheng tng in a cup with a fat straw.

969.

She had her sad face on, but she didn't know it.