Run outside. Take a picture of the first thing you see. Run inside. Take a picture of the second thing you see. Write about the connection between these two random objects, people, or scenes.
I don’t run, I
walk strut and once outside, the first sign of life I was confronted with was my darling Girlfield, chilling on the sleeper couch sheltered on the patio. My regal pussy has taken to sleeping outside, as it is too hot and stuffy indoors and she doesn’t even come in at night unless there’s a thunder storm.
I pirouetted on my gold kitten heels and tottered inside. The first being in my line of sight was Sir Lancelot [a.k.a Satan’s Spawn], the pitch-black cat belonging to Star. However, remembering that I had to shoot the second item I saw, I looked to my right and found Angel’s pencil cases strewn on the couch.
As for the connection … two royal kitties drapped in golden coats.