Sheep in bed. Sheep is tired. Sheep is proud. Sheep can’t choose between the two. Sheep doesn’t have to choose. Life is not always about choosing. Sheep has phone. Sheep has message on phone. Sheep doesn’t know how to work a phone.
Potamotrygorgeous does. Lucky sheep!
There is a message on the phone. But if you are us, or Potamotrygorgeous is sheep, or if life is the inability to decide which one of the flock you are, then whose phone is it? And whose message? Sheep says Potamotrygorgeous is rambling. Perhaps it is Potamotrygorgeous who is tired. But then still the phone owner situation is unclear.
Would you read it for me? Sheep asks.
It is a picture message. From Potamotrygorgeous! What does it say? Maybe the eyeballing froggy slippers are close enough to read it?