Day 1 Prompt
Impossible thoughts come in the night and by the light of day they seem quizzical. I ask the universe and she says, “yes.” Action brings life to words best left in empty mind graves. Darkness and the dry ash of bones are blown away with the whisper of words on the wind. Unicorns leap and fart glitter rainbows. The impossible is suddenly possible. It is real and tangible. Seize the reigns and ride your dreams to the far side of the moon. Whisper loudly those impossible words to the wind.