On Monday, I found a beautiful unicorn trotting along the Troon beach with its beautiful main waving in the air like it was on a cat walk, and its shadow can barely keep up with its real self.

On Tuesday, I walked to the pow burn with great exhaustment when I got there was a family of swans gliding through the water with great beauty and in all its glory.

On Wednesday, I saw a nice square sausage siting there in all its glory with the tomato dripping out the taste was glorious and delicious just that beautiful taste how can you not like it.

On Thursday, I touched the sparrows soft feather as it is drifting to the ground with a slow speed swaying side to side like an ice hockey player skiing side to side.

On Friday, I tasted the bright light of the sun with the incredible heat coming like an tsunami of heat, the green of the grass is like the beauty of an ice cream melting in the sun.

On Saturday, I heard the moaning dishwasher waiting to be emptied, the shout of the washing machine.

On Sunday, I dreamed of a dancing unicorn witch had amazing moves that it was so lite on its feet and it was wearing a wedding dress that looked very beautiful.